I weened myself
From the devilish
And fictionalized.
At five I preferred 
The white sheet
Of anonymity.
Only two holes
To view the world.
I floated through
A spirit negotiator
Of instinct, feeling, and intuition.
I was the eternal collaborator, 
A friendly ghost.

Abbe has written seven books–novels, essays, short stories, and a children’s illustrated book.

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