Today’s Prompt: What does your ideal day look like? My ideal day doesn’t have a face, so I don’t know what it looks like. /end snark Honestly, that was my only idea about this prompt. I don’t know what my ideal day looks like, physical form or no. So here’s a poem about some non-idealContinue reading “January 13th, 2022/independent of dawn-dead dreams”
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January 11th, 2022/courage rain
Today’s Prompt: What does it mean to live boldly? I live as bold as a raindrop. I gather my self in the troposphere until I accumulate bigger than my dust-fears, and I yield to earth’s gravity and I plummet ever so courageously. ***2nd poem*** This potion comes in three parts: One, the thumb thimbles toContinue reading “January 11th, 2022/courage rain”
January 9th, 2022/ink to the bees
Today’s Prompt: What do people incorrectly assume about you? (my train of thought upon seeing this prompt: “I don’t know what people assume about me, it’s in their heads.” “Ooh, what if you knew what was in people’s heads?” “Ooh let’s write a poem about telepathy.” So here we are.) Thoughts don’t have edges theContinue reading “January 9th, 2022/ink to the bees”
January 6th, 2022/our heroes are dead
Today’s Prompt: Who is someone that inspires you and why? I have a superpower, I raised myself on the milk of my own dreams. When I was in 1st grade, I wanted to be an engineer like my parents. I knew engineers designed roads, but I didn’t know what designing roads was. When I wasContinue reading “January 6th, 2022/our heroes are dead”
January 4th, 2022/a haiku
Today’s Prompt: What was your favorite toy as a child? Summer days, basement a capture the flag warzone. Stuffed animals play. One of my favorite toys as a child? A multitude of stuffed animals and the imaginary games I played with them and my siblings. Capture the flag included. We had one game where ourContinue reading “January 4th, 2022/a haiku”
January 2nd, 2022/when road trips wander far
There lies a road in the emptiness of space. If you set yourself free of this solar system, abandon the recognizable light of our star, and just float– a million pathways will call to you. There lies a road in the emptiness of space, a multitude of gravity strings, tugging at my toes, stars andContinue reading “January 2nd, 2022/when road trips wander far”
Shatter (a lonely Christmas poem)
One, wait for the light to come on again. You ain’t ever going to kill hope because if you did I’d be a dead girl out of matchsticks.
knife of petals, cut the earth
And I am born of the dreamers’ deadliest desires.
Not what you liked, Dahlia, you who are down to earth?
Every petal takes a cut against my worth,
A half-revised article on failing
My original title idea for this was “No revisions: article on failing.” Because I had in mind the idea that I should fail in some way as I write about failing, about how failure is trying is improving and learning. Except then the idea of actually posting something that I hadn’t revised at all freakedContinue reading “A half-revised article on failing”
Jordyn Saelor 