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GUSHING

Jane was a gusher,

my mother says.

You know, a gusher—

“I really like your dress,

I really do, I mean it’s adorable,

really and truly adorable.”

I know about gushing, how charming

it can be, and how alarming

when it comes on strong:

I went over to Jan’s Thursday nite and really spouted off.

Heidi and Suzie were there and they objected to my ideas, strenuously.

I do too I just talked.

Everything I said or did, I said or did wrong.

But all those joys, sorrows, and upsets

help you find yourself, help you to build

a life of real value. Those upsets all contribute

to my character and what I’m going to be.

I love the sound of it, a girl

surging into herself

as she writes into the night—

I am all mixed up and these pages filled with writing haven’t helped any.

I can’t sleep. I have to write.