One For the Writers: An Ode to the Linguistically Sound

                           

This one’s for the writers, 

the Rosetta Stones of emotion.

The translators of abstract human thought,

to a more tangible paper form.

This one’s for the writers, 

whose only limitations are deadlines,

provided by some meaningless newspaper exec,

who they didn’t really like anyways.

This one’s for the writers, 

whose thoughts, recorded in a journal,

are stowed away under layers of missing socks,

and old starburst wrappers.

This one's for the writers,

who notice the misplacement of commas, 

anywhere they may be,

even on the Sonic Drive-thru sign.

This is for the writers,

who can have hour-long conversations about the tenses.

For those who insist on breaking the rules

by using passive voice.

It just sounds better.

This is for those who see life

through a series of elaborate descriptions.

Because that sprinkle-ridden, 

soft, fluffy cupcake with pink, creamy icing 

will never be just a cupcake.

This is for the writers,

who are told they’re too pensive, quirky, or weird.

For those who get a warm fuzzy feeling

from every new vocabulary word acquired.

This is for the writers,

who don’t cry during break-ups,

but instead, lament their feelings through novels, short-shorts, and poetry,

after burying their heads in a few Sylvia Plath novels,

in hopes of feeling a little closer

to sanity.

This is for the writers,

who can spot the use of thesaurus.com from a mile away,

who spend hours on urban dictionary just for the amusement,

who find joy in littering some hopeful student's paper 

with red pen marks.

This is for the writers, 

who know all the rules of grammar

and avoid using them.

For those who refuse to proofread and peer-edit,

because the revised versions
aren't as genuine. 

This is for the writers, 

whose dreams consist of full-length dialogues,

who lose their minds on the page

and reveal their deepest, darkest secrets to the world,

or at least to those who are genius enough

to decipher the sub-text.

This is for the writers, who, 

after completing an entire novel,

scrap it and throw it away thinking,

it just wasn’t right.

This is for the writers who were tired 

of being too pensive, quirky, and weird.

Only to realize,

they can’t change how they are,

But they can write about it.