Diary Entry 1

1. I’ve never kept a diary without destroying it a few entries in. Even in adulthood I trail behind me a sweaty, secretive child clamping a ragged, half-gutted, bent-back book of blank pages to her chest, determined that no one read it, but now, in front of an audience, there’s nothing I can do besides nudge her into the water and hope it’s enough ballast to keep her afloat.