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Catharsis in the Violence

Catharsis in the violence, Or solace, I guess. Like, my heart’s breaking But it’s vaguely okay Because the world’s breaking too. — And I know, it’s terrible of me To relate to strangers fleeing for their lives, It’s terrible of me To take solace In sickness, destruction From the ease of my laptop screen, ButContinue reading “Catharsis in the Violence”

Random things that make me cry

I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been in a mood called “feel like crying.” At the finale of a tv series at coming home from my brother’s soccer game that he won at a graphic novel at a song at waking up at thinking about this summer, this August, the prospect of my siblings’Continue reading “Random things that make me cry”

Words whose sounds fit their definitions

You all know what onomatopoeia is? This article was inspired by that. Just like the word “BOOM” sounds like a firework going off, here are words that, in my opinion, sound like their definitions. Lovely (it’s a lovely sounding word, isn’t it?) Devastate. Obliterate. Scythe. Lamb. Feral. Spring (the bouncy type of spring, not necessarilyContinue reading “Words whose sounds fit their definitions”

Phobia

Help me, they’re coming for me– 12:37 am I shine my phone’s flashlight under the bed, in the closet, beneath the dresser, up and down the walls I wipe the floor with tissues the vent slats the outlets 1:23 am I crawl from under the covers turn on the lamp bend over and stare underContinue reading “Phobia”

This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart

Go, begonia, bloom for once Like your life depends on it, Or else these shears will stab your stem and slice with no remorse. I’m just a bleeding heart, cowering in fear on the twigs From the gardening force Come to deadhead our autumn flower bed. I’m so sorry, begonia, that you had to go.Continue reading “This Invulnerable Bleeding Heart”

Thus Goeth Writing (according to a non-plotter)

How I sit down and write a novel: Step 1–sit down. Step 2–open laptop. Step 3–go to google docs. Step 4–write a novel. Ta-da! Hundred thousand word novel now complete, yay! …but for reals, let’s talk about writing process. *** I hope you’re familiar with plotters vs. pantsers. If you’re not, then…are you curious? IContinue reading “Thus Goeth Writing (according to a non-plotter)”

by wildernesses/stinging green

To me, the color green symbolizes nature, my love for the grass and leaves and pine needles. — By “wilderness,” I don’t mean the vast desert where people dehydrate, or the shipwrecked island survival stories, or rugged backpacking in the woods. When I say “wilderness,” I speak as something not entirely human, something deeply attunedContinue reading “by wildernesses/stinging green”