Letters from Xhale the magazine Words that breathe. Stories that Linger,

(Spoken Word)

Lord knows how old I am.
People count years.
God counts moments.

Earthly time is just that—earthly.
Calendars. Candles. Numbers.
We respect it here, so I’ll respect it too.

But let me tell you how to find your true age.

I was six.

Something happened at six.
Something too big.
Too fast.
Too much.