The other day, my sister asked about my pronouns and it felt like a confessional– I laid out all my sins for her to judge them, “yes, I’m questioning who I am (dear God, am I questioning?) but no, I have no intention to do anything. Dear sister, I’m not a lost sheep, I’m notContinue reading “faith”
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Haunted or Wanted?
I spotted a shadow all alone to my eyes, dancing in the suburb street. The shadow’s ears and tail flicked toward me and, startled, I hurried home, but when I got there the shadow hadn’t moved from the asphalt dance floor. I didn’t go back and ask what the shadow was waltzing for, I wentContinue reading “Haunted or Wanted?”
Take a Comment for Anxiety
I really liked your poem. This post was super insightful. That sounds like a super fun time you had with your family. *backspace backspace backspace* Okay, so those were terrible, we’re not doing any of those, no, we’re going with “this post means a lot to me.” *Backspace* periods convey frustration and anger So don’tContinue reading “Take a Comment for Anxiety”
Safety Is…
A state of mind, a habit: a finger snap can’t clean the slate of dangerous memories, healing takes time. Pot a cactus somewhere new and spines will still grow but maybe, out of the path of predators, I can learn how to bloom again. *** If you enjoy this post, consider buying me a pizza.Continue reading “Safety Is…”
Day 5, I think?
Dear Amnesia is like that friend who’s very friendly to your face but constantly gossips about you behind your back. So yeah, sure, Amnesia’s got a nice reflection to help you ignore the things that pain you, the things keeping you up at night questioning what on earth you’re doing here. “Look, dearie, just soldierContinue reading “Day 5, I think?”
Naming Book Characters
As a writer, baby name websites are your best friend. They’re great for helping you find a name for your protagonist that thematically ties in with, say, their struggle with guilt and self-forgiveness. Or maybe it ties into their origin as a seafarer. Or their name’s a clue to their true nature (see: Darth Vader,Continue reading “Naming Book Characters”
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”
Steal the Truth Together
I wrote a poem. Then I put it to some music. It’s less than 90 seconds long. *** Where do you, where do you wanna go? Speak to me, speak to me, take it slow. Tell me what you want to know From the sky to down below Searing hot or under snow– We couldContinue reading “Steal the Truth Together”
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?”
Jordyn Saelor 