Tag Archives: mental health

I shrink inside myself/I stretch Wider than my skin

The space I take up depends on my distance from the walls: I am always the center point of a circle desperately trying to keep the radius the same between neutron-me and the cramped condo corners, me, screaming, and the suburb streets, my stormwide-spirit and the ocean’s heart. *** If you enjoy this poem, considerContinue reading “I shrink inside myself/I stretch Wider than my skin”

Me and My 202nd Post

For my 202nd post, I will be doing the same thing as my 201st post–a poem (if you’d like to support this blog, consider buying me a pizza. *** Sleep deprived, I am still alive, and words slough off of brain, tripping over themselves in my limp noodleness to srtike the keyboard just right, butContinue reading “Me and My 202nd Post”

Hunger

If a newborn has not yet eaten their first meal, do they know if they are hungry? Do they know that what they want, is food? Kits mewl, pups squeal, babies cry– “my tummy aches, I don’t like this, give me something I have never had, to satisfy me.” — I do not know whatContinue reading “Hunger”

Writing Tip Time–Why, Lip Bite?

Are you familiar with the whole “lip biting=flirting, wants to kiss” idea? Well. It’s ruining my writing. When I bite my lip in real life, I do it because I’m nervous. Not because I’m flirting with someone. Body language experts and science back this up too. I mean, check out American Psychological Association, saying lipContinue reading “Writing Tip Time–Why, Lip Bite?”

from past me to present me/from present to past

You told me you’d love me, or, I told myself that when I became you, you would still love me. All of my dreams, how I want to sail across the seas, build castles in the trees. I told myself of love, so then where are the palaces we pledged, the pictures of the oceansContinue reading “from past me to present me/from present to past”

What a Trick Present

Today, I try to write better than yesterday. I revise the poem I began yesterday, I make yesterday’s story scenes come clean. By that logic, tomorrow I will write better than today, I will improve what I do right now. What a trick present, cyclicly losing to my future self, and winning over my past–Continue reading “What a Trick Present”

Hypothesis Sea

If I take you to the reef of my mind, then you must promise to swim out further than the tides. — I have a hypothesis: I’ve only ever ironed clothes twice in my life, but maybe strangers touch the metal to tell if it’s hot so they know how badly they’ll be burned byContinue reading “Hypothesis Sea”

Unrequited Crush Number Seventy-something

You pick number seventy-two-or-something, because it sounds like an accurately large number without over-exaggerating too much. Though if you work out the math, five-plus years of crushes, one guy for five seconds passed in a hallway, another for a month across the school cafeteria…five-plus years, an average between millions of seconds and 12 months aContinue reading “Unrequited Crush Number Seventy-something”

Happy Phoenix

Hi people, I will be taking a break for like a week after this post. Causes include: vacation + burnout. Bye. — Happy phoenix, a falling star above the city, crash landing to a skyscraper. An impromptu rooftop nest, the absolute best for gasping out her last breaths. A falling star sputtering, feathers of flameContinue reading “Happy Phoenix”