A Walking Simile

I can only be as good as what I read.

Even then, not as good.

I write because I must. When then, can I read? How then, can I become a better writer? I don't assume that my writing will simply improve itself as a wound on a human body. The Vitamin K is programmed in; we are not so, and experience is not Vitamin K.

Experience is a scar, proclaiming the experience of a cut, a
slice, a
hemorrhage.


I can only be a walking
simile--never quite you, and
never quite me


All of this because of a lousy essay grade. Really lousy. I despise mediocrity. Better a "You are exceedingly good at this" or a "You better try another discipline; this one is not for you" rather than a "This wasn't great. You aren't great."

Feeling not so great. Feeling like a re-do of this paper isn't the only thing begging for revision.