Poetry: “September” + “Reign”

Poetry: “September” + “Reign”

S E P T E M B E R She was quite fond of autumnal splendour. The gathered wrinkles of her sweater dress  The scent of cottonwood trees and rain showers bare A tender ballast to a life so burdensome  An ode to the grandeur of seasoned pleasure, And the etchings of a dim utterance [...]

Poetry: “Melodrama” + “Raconteur”

M E L O D R A M A It was an experience. To write of raw adoration, For the unerringly saccharine tongue Of flitted whims And a scene so carefully written  It could play with my heart. It was an experience. The aged fragments of an unfinished script An act impulsive, that of untraveled [...]

Poetry: “Rainwater” + “Written and Read”

AMIDST THE BLUSH OF LITERATURE R A I N W A T E R Her gentle whims and raw, unuttered thought The mischances and misadventures of summertime subtlety She sipped on delicate discernment, And she met mornings with the mess of a masterpiece. The strange madness that settled within her, Pursed lips and flushed cheeks [...]

Amidst The Blush of Literature: Paperback Prose

AMIDST THE BLUSH OF LITERATURE P A P E R B A C K  P R O S E The subtle complacency of afternoon wonder that became her As she sat patiently, sipping coffee on her kitchen floor Her fingertips swept over etched fiction The traced edges of soiled debauchery For she thought of the [...]

Exercising Your Creativity, Executing Your Ideas

AS SHE BLOOMS A book of pressed flowers, Read like the simple, sensible perception Of an obscure unfamiliarity, Of entitled catastrophe. She spoke eloquently of instinctual word The mad ramblings of conscious clarity The surrealism that settled in the part of her lips As she demanded reign over her independent assumptions Over wrinkled newspaper clippings [...]

Amidst The Blush of Literature: Author’s Acknowledgements + “Reticence”

AUTHOR'S ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS: There was a certain sense of honeyed intimacy upon the comfortable flush of the poetry read on a slow morning, the kind that allowed you to recklessly drown in the idea of resolute romanticism, of the accidental curiosities that chisel away at our minds, and all of the reveries that fill our lungs, [...]

Monday Blues: Writing Challenges, the Betterment of Ideas + Poetry

Wisteria and Winter Mornings Wet pavements stained, the swallowed detachment of tainted fallacy A violent transcendence of sweet frailty She bit her tongue, she tampered with her expressions The piercing bloom of an isolated, unexplored fog As she rose, her fingers brushed up against floral reminiscence. She could not rid herself of the fragrance of [...]

Poetry: Eglantines and Self Portraits + Doorsteps

EGLANTINES AND SELF PORTRAITS The guise of sweet regalia Untold inquisitions and delicate specificities The settled lament of written ballast For she felt her lungs command a strange interception Her nonfeasance clung to her rib cage, Burying the ache beneath her fancied stoicism She spoke of her end, a bed of eglantines An inaudible retinue, [...]

Another Monday Down: Sticking to the Schedule, and Writing New Poetry

"Sometimes, I ask myself: "Am I in over my head? Am I doing enough to get to where I want to go? How do I know I'm not prioritizing the wrong things?" They're all valid questions, constant questions that surface on those rough days where it just seems to be too impossible to cope with it all. [...]

What I’ve Learnt About Character Development, and a New Piece Written

"Things don't always go as planned. When you begin writing a new piece for instance, you may have a clear idea of just how things are going to go at the time, but there is a great chance that clear idea may be altered at some point. I find that I tend to envision the ending of [...]