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By : Brenda Echeverry

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I am the train that takes you there,

But I am not the destination.

I am the bridge that brings you across,

But I am not the other side.

I am the straw drawing liquid to your lips,

But I am not the solution.

I am the spoon that brings the food to your mouth,

But I am not the nutrients.

I am the pen that your ink flows through,

But I am not the words.

I am the instrument that you pluck strings on,

But I am not the music.

I am the prism that breaks the light,

But I am not the rainbow.

I am the channel,

Nothing more and nothing less.

—Brenda Echeverry (2021)

Originally published in-print in Boston Compass Newspaper #149 August 2022


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