If you've done at least five of these things, you're a true Commafulian.
for all the poets who are haunted by the words we cannot write
This is what they tell me. I wish they'd shut up.
When adults heard my aspirations, they patted me on the head and smiled. "That's cute. Now what do you want your real job to be? You know, the one tha...
What if they don't like it? The struggles of a poet like me.
I'll fake my smile until I can breathe, feign my love until my heart beats.
Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria.
Another stream of thought that I couldn't put into poetry.
If you've done at least five of these things, you're a true Commafulian.
for all the poets who are haunted by the words we cannot write
This is what they tell me. I wish they'd shut up.
When adults heard my aspirations, they patted me on the head and smiled. "That's cute. Now what do you want your real job to be? You know, the one tha...
What if they don't like it? The struggles of a poet like me.
I'll fake my smile until I can breathe, feign my love until my heart beats.
Day seven of NaPoWriMo about combating body dysphoria.
Another stream of thought that I couldn't put into poetry.