I found truth in the right-hand corner

I kissed my truth and I watched it fly. --Ferron


I found truth in the right-hand corner of a closet.
It was in a room with a view of a corkscrew bush.
Truth was cards and letters packed in ziploc bags, stacked and leaning into walls.
Truth was what was and wasn't in the corner (and isn't)--
Truth that has been collected.