…and came to the conclusion, all is middle. Beginning, middle, end a lie Taught to me by every acting, English, writing teacher mostly white men Struggling to control, explain even existence We did a ritual, the women and I Re-envisioned Eden Eve embraced creation took delight in every plant and creature Adam named them The need to define has limited me. Fear of starting or unsuccessful conclusion. The notion of middle frees me I have already begun and will never finish The journey is all. No need for timelines there is time No birth only a continuation of some process No death a continuation of same Only middle and…