Sisyphean Attempts at Self-Improvement

Matter

I stand at the precipice of Nature’s enduring power, staring into a craggy, sun-scarred abyss. A once-mighty river carved its name into history with relentless perseverance; a quality I’ve never contained in all my multitudes.

I wonder what it would be like to leave such a lasting legacy on this planet, long after I’m gone. But I’d first have to make a name for myself, and the truth is that I inherited my name from average people in average places doing average things. World-changing isn’t an adjective that often applies to accounting majors who work retail.


I shout it out loud
so it echoes long and proud
“You can still matter”


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Word Count: 111

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Prize Prompt (Week 4): The thing you’d most like to shout into an empty canyon just to hear the echo.

Form: Haibun