Life writes a story
Lived out between the margins
How many pages doesn’t define
The whole of life’s story.
Pages tell the story
The margins define the confines
Of where the story takes place.
Some may extend past the margins
Others may scribble notes in them,
A few will run off the side of the page,
Leaving behind more questions than answers.
Ultimately, every life has margins
How one works within them
Makes the story interesting,
Mundane or baffling.
The story is not what’s on the page,
It’s what is, or isn’t, in the margins.
