She was determined to not be someone who projected her regrets onto her children or had a mid-life crisis at forty-five and so needed the reminder of her twenties to be an exercise in living dangerously. This was wrapped up with the desire to read philosophy and to do it fast and do it now… Continue reading writing: talent is its own expectation
Category: life
thirty days of poetry: a life update
I am in the middle of the oldest thing in the world: moving away to a faraway place because you met someone and love them. This place is the desert and I cannot describe it like I would the mountain west of the United States (my old home) because that is a place of passion… Continue reading thirty days of poetry: a life update
update: new blog icons! new era! autumn!
hello all! two things of note -- 1.) new blog icons because I felt the trees & fog were getting old. au revoir, also, to the site icon I made two years ago (pre-covid, even) at about four a.m. in the abandoned humanities department, third floor, the modern foreign languages department. I edited the black… Continue reading update: new blog icons! new era! autumn!
life update: it’s summer (yay?) and i’m writing again
Hello everyone! My apologies, first of all, for my rather long absence from this blog. I am currently at home from university, thanks to the grand you-know-what, and I haven’t been feeling particularly inspired lately. But I plan to spend the rest of the summer getting back into poetry; I hope to write a poem… Continue reading life update: it’s summer (yay?) and i’m writing again
life update: new profile picture, medium
It's probably temporary and I sort of hate it, but it's new. Also, yes, I am now on Medium, re-posting some of the better poems. Let's not talk about how my grades have suffered because I've been writing angsty poetry online instead of studying. Thank you all, as always, for reading! It means much more… Continue reading life update: new profile picture, medium
update: things are not so terrible
So as you might have noticed, I am posting less now. We'll call this a good thing because I started this blog because I felt like my poetry skills were dying. Thankfully, they have been restored to me (#depression-is-useful), and I'm back to scribbling down poetry in all my notebooks like I was in highschool.… Continue reading update: things are not so terrible
the last pavilion 