small small smallest it begins you feel insignificant and then one day you feel your small stride the tiniest little thing you can muster up is enough then you do more feel more significant but something else is nagging at you and it’s not the More or the striding stride it’s the smallest voice from the beginning the unending during! and there’s this slowing that happens slapping you in the leg/heart/face. sometimes literally. and when you least want it to the smallest starts making noise again and repeating. you can’t avoid yourself this time. because. you have been and will be significant this whole time. and there is nothing you can’t do or do about it. your small is all you have. and that’s just. wow. that’s grand. you’re grand. and now you know (again).