Category: creative nonfiction
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Literary Ebb and Flow and Glow
How did we let ourselves become so lovesick? Our hearts oozed right into our seats. You at the head of the class called to each of us like a beacon. At first my writing was about you and then it was about writing about you and so forth. Soon my writing was dribble. And then…
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May 12, 2014
“During midnight skies, I watch the moon fall out of love with the stars.” – Unknown Like a painting, I was unfinished. And you like to start projects, but not ever complete them. Until my frontal lobes developed–until I was a fully completed sculpture, I could not finish this poem. Confusion of that time stuck…
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Morning Egg
It’s still early enough And I need to get the juices flowing My fingers and hands stay remarkable still, though I’m an anxious mess each morning The execution is so key to the end result The first, loud click is heard throughout my apartment. Then the next Before I know it, I’m looking at a…
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Unloving Love
Today, I’m at the freehand on Ohio (19 E), feeling fortunate that I can leave then to somewhere to sleep the same night then to my need to rush the gauntlet where people (are meant to) battle to meet (but ultimately fall short of) my lofty expectations then to: negative ruminations behind and a mind…
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Sonnet 001
Though she be bare, each curve is free from chinks; For times her life leaned on a draining source I swore we’d last that one night over drinks The words themselves pushing me forward with force. I’d hoped so deep the technician was right Restoration: new battery and case; We’d go back to where we…
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Shards Will Nestle the Marble
I fear, on the day of my wedding, we will drop our glass and won’t care where the shards fly. We’ll receive the news. It will be time for us to leave to the wilderness. I’ll be shocked at how irrational I feel, but I’ll be upset–so upset I will refuse to flee in time.…
Pearson Pivot 