Morning

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 28 Despite being unable to post every day in the final week of NaPoWriMo (I was working on a launch for something new—check it out!), I still wanted to write 30 poems in total. So, we continue: Every morningI ascendthe Valleyof unconsciousnessand tip myself up over the edgeinto the sunlightof belief … Read more

Decisions

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 27descort Despite being unable to post every day in the final week of NaPoWriMo (I was working on a launch for something new—check it out!), I still wanted to write 30 poems in total. So, we continue. If you were to ask me“Pen or pencil?” I would always choosethe smooth-barreled & … Read more

Smothered

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 25 Some ‘ships,(the relationand the friendkind)end inexplosion. Far too muchsaid in too tighta spaceand there is nooxygen leftafter the fireballfinishes. But others,maybe most,simplyf a d elike a heavy cheststruggling to riseonemoretimeand the silencebreaksless often and eventually,maybe,there doesn’t seem to bea reasonto take anotherbreath.

Star Switch

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 24inspired by today’s bing wallpaper + caption Could youturn offall the lights,please? I need to seethe starsand fringe ofmountain peakson the edgesof the milky way and I want to feelthe bone-deepquietof forestedexpanse.

Courage

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 22semi-correct cethramtu rannaigechta moire find a waymake a pathdare to trytake a chance treasure waitsdreams come truedon’t give upmix the hue time will tellyears will speakfollow hardfor what you seek

Where Has My Motivation Gone?

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 20 Did it take a vacationwithout me,jetting off to somesunny shorewith new luggageand a bottle ofsunscreen? Is it playing hookywith a fishing rod and brown bag lunch down by the pond? Is it under the couch cushionswith absolutely everything else? How about the fridge?(My phone’s been there before.) Or tucked into … Read more

Vacation Wings

NaPoWriMo 2022 // day 19 how many poemshave been writtenabout flying? too many, probably.so what’sone more? if i had the right kindof wings—not brokenor clippedor of thinning feathers—i’d take a trip. a long, soaring,leisurelyjourney. a stroll through the atmosphere,you could say. i’d tour the cloudsand pub-crawlthrough sunbeamsand buy a season passon rainbows. i’d have the … Read more