ThisIsMyLetterToTheWorld

I despise annotating in my books and in my notes

It takes away from the beauty of the page

It's confusing and maiming and hurts the book

And it hurts me deeply

Too many shapes and writings to follow

It was that class—

Physical education—

where I experienced it

for the first time.

The opposing team,

all boys,

were cheering me

to go to the basket.

I am blindfolded.

I cannot see.

She leads me through the woods.

Holding my hands and walking backwards.

I smile and laugh, feeling free.

She stops, and so do I.

What is it? I ask her.