A lot of people knew her. Some knew of her. Most of them don’t even know what she was famous for. Maybe just on Twitter. Maybe not.
Some who have met her, acted as if they have known her inside out. Maybe it’s that comfort she brought to them, maybe not.
She opens up to people even to strangers. It has made a lot of people felt at ease to be opening up to her. Sometimes, maybe not.
But no one really knew what she does. She looks like she is doing a lot, but what does she do? Maybe she has tweeted it. Maybe not.
What? She is a poet? How can that be? She looks too normal to be a word artist. She’s not bourgeois enough. Not elite enough. Maybe. Not.
This morning when she was found gone, no one knew where to find her. Because she had always been too available to them. Now, not anymore.