Stream of Consciousness
The value of a human life. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
What is the value of a human life? It must be high, because we don't have the rights to ourselves. I can't kill myself, that would be selfish. ___ loves me too much to bear that, i'm told. Not to mention ___, and ___, and ___, and ___ and ___ and ____ and any number of ___'s who assign me as theirs.
By Christiane Winter2 years ago in Poets
And In the Stormy Sky I See
I struggle through an inner molasses. My desire to write is quashed by my desire to be a good writer. I know I need to be writing in order to improve, but without any reliable feedback I do not see improvement, and, worse, I can see the incredible skill of many out in the world already, and I deflate. A pathetic, lifeless, child’s water balloon, completely deflated, trampled into a mud patch somewhere. Look here at the angular and forced quality of these awkward expressions. I want to pass on to you some interesting image of my inner world, but instead of poetry I show you, as if made of collapsed neutrons, the clunkiest metaphors and analogies. I serve visuals blunt to the point of somnolescence. Dry as only, cold, burnt toast can be.
By Stéphane Dreyfus2 years ago in Poets
Cheers to Getting Over It...
Dear 2024, This year will be all about getting over. That's right, getting over any and all things that stood in my way, or that I allowed to define me despite not being things from me. As well as my reaction to these forces that I didn't use to grow from, learn from... This year I will be getting over, growing with, because of? I will choose to Heal from.
By Hayley Matto2 years ago in Poets
