The Writer

My name is Maisen A. Hill.
I don’t write books, I conjure them.
I don’t craft poems, I deliver warnings.

I’ve lived too many lives in one body:
The lost boy, the warrior king, the man who dared to love out loud.

I’m the type to scribble gospel in a notebook
And follow it up with a battle verse that’ll make your favorite rapper flinch.
I write for the quiet ones. The watchers.
The ones who feel everything and say very little.
I write because my silence got too loud.
You’re not just reading poems and stories.
You’re witnessing a transformation.
Every page is proof that I survived something.
And this? This is just the beginning.