RE: Boxes

Beautiful poem... Sometimes it's true, we can break ourselves into pieces and put ourselves in boxes for safety, to fit in spaces maybe, for fear that if we are complete or whole, the world will reject our authenticity, and so we deprive ourselves completeness by boxing ourselves as pieces. As you said, "tiny boxes... compartments where we keep our souls". I was haunted by this piece. I felt connected to it and I loved every bit of it.