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The Write Journey, April Edition

Hello Write Queeners, I've decided that to keep blogging for at least once a month, I will write a monthly round up of my writing life. I will do it in the first week of every month, to give myself...

NaPoWriMo - 4.30.13 - Thirty

NaPoWriMo - 4.29.13 - Twenty-Nine

A gentle thirst sits at the base of her lips, lost in a criminal tremble that threatens, confess the interrogation of his existence, in her reality.

NaPoWriMo - 4.28.13 - Twenty-Eight

Last night I slept with laughter in my eyes. It rippled in the form of tears, pooling at the edges and dropping humanity on my sheets - Emotions soaked everywhere on the sheets by morning.

NaPoWriMo - 4.27.13 - Twenty-Seven

"Line inferiority," art revealed. That is the problem with poets. It is a fear that has been programmed into their fingertips. The fear of that one line not measuring up, making anything written...

NaPoWriMo - 4.26.13 - Twenty-Six

Willingly undergoing condemnation daily to display the absurdity of DNA. I wait for Holy Consolation to transform this frequency of torment, but am forced to continue and relive under this regime.

NaPoWriMo - 4.25.13 - Twenty-Five

It's time for some computer generated poetry! This poem was made with the iPhone app, Spine Sonnet, a poem generator that uses the titles of art and architecture textbooks to make a sonnet. If...

NaPoWriMo - 4.24.13 - Twenty-Four

For some reason, I can't get the last line in when I use the font in the second picture, no matter how many times I've resized it. Very frustrating. I had resort to changing the font...

NaPoWriMo - 4.23.13 - Twenty-Three

There are no kings, no signs of glory in this acquisition of flame. You burn me bright, senses under siege. You're not crowned, but you rule over these stressed hammer strings that labor over...

NaPoWriMo - 4.22.13 - Twenty-Two

NaPoWriMo - 4.21.13 - Twenty-One

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Art Credit: Jane Long

NaPoWriMo - 4.17.13 - Seventeen

NaPoWriMo - 4.16.13 - Sixteen

There is a glamourless reality to the art of the poetic line. Any simpleton with a wishy washy imagination can push together heart stopping metaphors. As a hopeless romantic of language, the poet...

NaPoWriMo - 4.15.13 - Fifteen

NaPoWriMo - 4.14.13 - Fourteen

No art = no city! My soul lays homeless, laid out for sheep to trample and graze. I'm only vapors of a girl who once was scribbled on the bridge of life's nose. Without vowels and...

NaPoWriMo - 4.13.13 - Thirteen

Photo Credit: Flickr

NaPoWriMo - 4.18.13 - Eighteen

National Poem in Your Pocket Day - April 18, 2013

This is a day that I partially believe in. This may seem silly to say, but as a poet, I always carry a poem in my pocket. Not literally of course, but you know, in that whole in my soul thing blah...

NaPoWriMo - 4.12.13 - Twelve

Dark places, rough days, I look for your claws baited on the back of my neck to draw out the privation your lips once granted me, a poisonous Mecca that has clung to the back of my eyelids as my...

NaPoWriMo - 4.11.13 - Eleven

Original Photo by Alshawn Rushing (www.nerosismuse.com) with Model Joanne Keo. Remixed by me :)

NaPoWriMo - 4.10.13 - Ten

I have a fondness for computer-generated poetry. You can imagine my excitement when I found an app on my iPhone called "Stickgirl Poetry" Stickgirl is an oracle who wax poetic life's problems in a...

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NaPoWriMo - 4.7.13 - Seven

Heavy hearts hold burnt out stars deep in their belly, laboring hope in their hips, desiring to birth blinding light from their eyes. As a little girl, I used to wish that I could mother the skies...

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NaPoWriMo - 4.5.13 - Five

Swedish Sphinx: The Wikipedia of Garboism - Cento Poetry Flesh and the Devil... worlds turned on her movements. Her instinct, her mastery over the machine was pure witchcraft. Gimme a whiskey,...

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