an Inktober doodle - drawing isn't my comfort zone, so I decided that venturing here would be good for me!
Tag: art
2, 3, 4
My friend encouraged me to get out of a writing rut by suggesting that I do the following exercise: Take a pen and pad of paper, set a timer, and don't stop writing until the timer rings. Write about anything, even "I don't know what to write." It encourages subconscious thoughts to rise to the … Continue reading 2, 3, 4
Mr. Walker
He asks the real questions wants my truth Nora warms my lap and purrs, mirrors my heart, And when he asks if I'm afraid of him I lie and say no. How could I not be afraid of a soul who refills that creative void that had been quietly chipping away at me? What sort … Continue reading Mr. Walker
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern though it may not, in fact, concern you in the slightest- Dear God, if you will. I'm writing from a seated position, leaning back as though to remember what it felt like to lean back into his arms, until that one day when I leaned and he didn't catch me. … Continue reading To Whom It May Concern
Jasmine Milk Tea
Drinking tea and watching adult swim. yelling at the hockey players on the TV, and pausing to make fun of the other team. Falling asleep on the wrong sides of the bed because we were busy watching cartoons, laughing and waking up in the middle of the night to switch places because your side is … Continue reading Jasmine Milk Tea
Reaching Stillness
There are few things in life that are more soothing to me than coloring. Coloring. Markers, crayons, colored pencils, chalk. Anything. And so I have decided to write about it, for the sake of writing about it - and it'll all be in organized little lines, like my poems or prose pieces. In the turmoil … Continue reading Reaching Stillness
Sighs
Sighs, sifting through old trash whistles for you to follow and you do, almost unaware he’s leading you back home origins – water, though you can’t swim and you’re back. Heart slowly starts to fill, warmth increases – proportionate to your escalating heartbeat. Sighs. Now do you see why I brought you here? Eyes wet, … Continue reading Sighs
Synonyms.
Frantically trying to remember how To write These are hands? What are they for? They feel empty, unused Has it been __ months already? Intertwine and get tangled So it's hard to let go So we laugh and squeeze tighter So Let me recall how this feels Rough? Soft? Indifferent? Even a slight pressure makes … Continue reading Synonyms.
blue.
ah! finally!someone i can talk toas smart as ias weird as ias blunt as ias artistic as iaswaitwhy am i happyfinding someone so likemyselfyou narcissist, you. sometimesi just wanted to writeall over the wallsin permanent markerand the walls would probably sayHow Dare You Take Yourself Away From Mei'm thinking this bright blue ink (like … Continue reading blue.
