Writing
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(un)Natural Disaster
If there’s one thing my mind is for sure, it’s a natural disaster. Striking, terrifying, weirdly beautiful if you know what to look for but always with a looming threat of death, and as unpredictable as they come. Continue reading
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The Shape of Sunshine
Covering everything I can see in intense splashes of energy that fade and dissipate when I look directly at them but bounce back immediately the second I look away. So I look away. Continue reading
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Edit:
I can’t TRY to be good, and then be bad. I have to either BE good, or be so bad it’s actually good. Continue reading
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When Everything Is Not Okay
To be ok right now would require a loss of my humanity that I am not prepared to lose. Continue reading
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Forgotten Stories, Remembered Versions
It’s really hard to rethink thoughts that were already perfect the first time around. Continue reading
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On Regret:
I don’t know why my brain is the way that it is, but I do know it well enough by now to know that it simply is. And I can get on board with the way that I work, or I can spend my lifetime fighting myself. Continue reading
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When Everything Is Okay
Just write. Write badly. Write everything and anything that comes to mind. Maybe somewhere inside that will come the beauty. We miss 100% of the chances we do not take. Continue reading
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When Words Disappear
I watch myself give up on expressing myself time after time because the effort it takes to do so is enormous both mentally and physically. … sometimes I get sad for a while, wishing I could somehow share what’s on my mind. But for better or worse, it passes. And time moves on. Continue reading
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Just Start
I wrote my first poem as a first grader. It was terrible. Everybody loved it. I loved it too. Finally, a thing I was good at. My first poems were full of happy little rhymes, carefully constructed sentences, and complete nonsense. I wrote what I thought a poem was supposed to be. Continue reading
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