converting caffeine into words
I’ve been asking myself this question quite a bit of late: why have I let myself stop writing? It seems like a simple question, and it sounds exactly like one I feel like I’ve already answered— you know—with reasons like family trauma, work, and other things that keep me busy. But no matter how many …
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If I speak first and break the silence Will she run from me like the rest? Or stay to the bitterness of knowing What I truly am What I may become Failing to understand how to break free A prison of unknowing and doubt If only but to understand it To understand why the walls …
Shattered Shards illuminated against Speckled starlight Sparkling reflections The bitter disaster Tangled among the glass Torn flesh among the joy Scatter the light Score away the pain Till forever we sleep Poem written by Jeremy C Kester Please do not replicate or use without written permission from author (seriously, just ask). Linking to this …
I had written the bulk of this post days ago thinking that I would not post it. It was another instance of a thought that wasn’t fully formed, that I was trying to write to grab onto an understanding of an idea. But I had a change of heart. Below is what I wrote out …
When I walk outside, I don’t see a jaguar hunched down, ready to pounce. I don’t see a bear wandering around, or a pack of wolves, hungry, ready to make me their meal. As I go through the day, I don’t have to worry about where my next meal will come from. I don’t have …
