Gemotions

The news ripped through Maya's life like wildfire. Someone had screen-shotted her poetry, set it to music, and released it online. She was mortified. A viral hit, of all things. But then, came the private messages: people sharing their own stories, their own hurts, their own solace found in her words. She felt a lightness, a buoyant feeling like being carried on a wave. She started to respond to each message, carefully crafting words of support, of understanding. She felt a lightness in her hands, her fingers eager to type, a warmth blooming in her chest.