Another old note. Isn't it strange how past pieces of writing can transport you back to memories you would otherwise forget? I can remember exactly where and what my thought process was when this idea began to blossom. Even though I don't necessarily feel the same way now, it's nice to have something raw from [...]
We're oceans apart. Between us waves are breaking, And so is my heart. I wrote a version of this poem in a notebook two years ago, completely forgetting about it until I fell upon the same notebook a few weeks ago. When I saw it I was pleasantly surprised. I realised I could change the [...]
Whispers ‘But she was so clever’ They claim, as though one mistaken love Outlines her, rewrote her Fault threaded through the lines. And everything else just a disguise.
How I find inspiration to write. Storytelling is an art that has been around since the dawn of time. It takes on different forms for different people. Most of us here love books or blogging, physical words on a page, but let's also consider there's music and film and photography and art and conversations with [...]
Bloom A soil buried deep in my lungs Timelessly blooms flowers. They're beautiful, but grow Suffocatingly. If I could plant myself in my own shoes, I'd walk through their splendor Instead. I saw a much better drawing of flowers growing from lungs a while ago, and I remember being captivated by the idea that something [...]
A poem
One cure for writer's block.
