emotion – Page 4 – Jordyn Saelor

unloved

Bully is a ridiculous word. It sounds too tame. Bully. You practically have to smile to say it.

In today’s article, I’m going to tell you about a story I really love, while trying not to get into spoilers: One Piece is a Japanese manga/anime series by Eiichiro Oda. As a person who has seen approximately three anime series in my life, I am totally qualified to say One Piece is incredibly amazingContinue reading “The One Piece Article”

Flame the River/Parasite

Flame the river, kill the feast, squelch the sinner, raise the beast, eat this bitter, seal the lease, mulch our winner, scathed with grease, all the worms call cataclysms home base, zero foundation one of cocoa colosseums, parasites win when nobody cares (what happened to our hearts?) when nobody cares parasites win cocoa colloquialisisms foundContinue reading “Flame the River/Parasite”

gratitude

Unfortunately, magic school sucked. I had classes from when I woke up ‘til when I went to bed with some

afterward

previous part here: https://jordynsaelor.com/2025/06/27/safe/ all parts here: https://jordynsaelor.com/cant-catch-me-now/ *** no windows or clocks adorned my room so all I know is I slept at least seven times (it might’ve been more) before Coach Purturbelly returned, and she came without a knock while I stared at the ceiling and she asked again if I wanted toContinue reading “afterward”

to the 17th floor of paradise

Do you remember that night on the 17th floor of paradise? How the elevator took us up for like forever, but in the hotel room glass, the city steel still loomed above us and the clouds seemed nowhere closer? It was there you told me you wondered if God was even real. Because if heContinue reading “to the 17th floor of paradise”

safe

they kept me in the little room with nothing to do but sleep and let my leg heal (the rashes had mysteriously disappeared already,

free

I woke. In a bed under blankets with the vertebrae still on. I blinked at the face with horns by the doorway and asked her if she was adopting me. The face burst into flame and said her name was Coach Purturbelly, she was in charge of the portalball teams, and she better not beContinue reading “free”

Veteran at Depression

I’m a veteran at depression though I never asked to be, what a nice metaphor for being at war in my mind,

floorboards unheard

Memorize where there’s creaks in the floor, trying not to wake nobody or pour these noises to the boards for the downstairs neighbors, I should go to bed get these eyes who want to cry some rest but I confess I’m terrified tonight, every night– not of the dark itself but of being blind toContinue reading “floorboards unheard”