Guardian of Stories.

I inhale              your stories straight               to my bloodline,
into my heart.
It’s a bias, a cloudy blur of–
I get you, I know you, this is a story the world needs to read.

I gather the troops and we circle,
asking questions of how to make it the best it can be
compelling, genuine, engaging, touching, clear.

Through it all, weeks, months, days,

I                 am                    you:
I live your story, eat it, breathe it, sleep with it
it is absorbed through my skin to my muscle into my marrow.
For                your stories
they
matter.

I must honor them, hold them with care, share them just right.

I am           the guardian        of      your story!