caylie hausman

Joined July 2020

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Caylie Hausman is a wanna-be-poet who freelances in the worlds of social media and graphic design. She currently writes theBlogStack on Substack.

[email protected] or cayliehausman.com for more information.

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today
today, inhale, everything that has felt expected of you and exhale knowing that you don’t have to be anything if you don’t want
By caylie hausman12 months ago in Poets
The Greatest Country in the World™©
The Greatest Country in the World™© is burning. The Greatest Country in the World™© is freezing. The Greatest Country in the World™©
By caylie hausman12 months ago in Poets
Breathe
How Sweet it is, to let Life Breathe.
By caylie hausman3 years ago in Poets
stars & wishes & addi(c)tion by subtraction
the larger the ability to effect change, to do good the larger the ability to create chaos, A K A bad. How do you balance
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
there is a line for the bathroom
When I write, I write to the women in the bathroom I will never meet. I know them only by their shoes, and they know me
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
Incipient Digestion
there are poems I have written that will never stain the internet, never breathe air or see sun. they are.. too personal, too much
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
The Sun Has Traveled South, but i am still here
do you ever stare at a black hat on a wall in the dark and wonder if it’s somehow transformed? a hole to crawl into & escape
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
Watching US
the world has been watching US, we have been watching us. and now we have Representation. Diversity. Hope. The Work is
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
Thank You
You saw the writer in me before I did said “here you go, I think you’d be good at this” and handed me a notebook full of blank prompts,
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
Interlude: Conversations & Observations
finally got some sleep last night because I finally gave into the anxiety and finally fed it the purple it was after— not to read: gave up; to read: didn’t spiral as big.
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
Vacate.
I need to start leaving things when I know I should, instead of letting Them leave me in pieces. They don’t get to define
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets
avant et après
before you I didn’t make the bed. I left the sheets open. Vulnerable, for all to see. But we started waking up together, and I started
By caylie hausman5 years ago in Poets

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today

The Greatest Country in the World™©

Breathe

stars & wishes & addi(c)tion by subtraction

there is a line for the bathroom

Incipient Digestion

The Sun Has Traveled South, but i am still here

Watching US

Thank You

Interlude: Conversations & Observations

Vacate.

avant et après

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