The Acrostic

A short acrostic about a message hidden in the spine of a poem.

Some mysteries are not hidden in darkness; they are hidden in structure. The surface says one thing, but the spine carries the real message for the one person patient enough to see it.

I found something I had almost forgotten
Waking in me like the first time As if it happened yesterday Now I am not the same There may be a reason
You make me happy Obvious now Undone

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Boris D. Teoharov

Hey, I'm Boris

I am not a writer. I am not a philosopher. I am just a backend engineer from Bulgaria, sitting between Laravel queues and hundred-million-row indexes for a living. The rest of the time I read medicine I have no business reading, French novels I half-understand, and whatever else my small rubber head wants to chew on. Two rescued strays keep me honest.