a name to call my own

I want to write under

my own name,

but I'm not quite sure

what, exactly, that is.

i love my handle.

it, I think, is the best I'm going to get.

but I think there's a certain charm

to writing under your own name.

the problem being, of course,

that I don't know what my own name is.

i mean, I know what's written on

my birth certificate, but that's not mine.

I know what people call me

(a mere nickname)

but it doesn't fit.

it never really did.

I wonder what it will take

to find a name to call my own,

but for now my handle

seems to fit.

The End

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