Creative writing, poetic and descriptive pieces. Occasional short story.
(Creative writing, REALLY old one from 2011. Darker writing, found it when I was going through old material.) --------- And as I lay dying, the sounds of the conspirators remind me of who I was supposed to become. It's never too late to be who you want to be, but watching the world pass by … Continue reading As I Lay Dying
Through literature and writing, we understand our actions, our choices, and our decisions. Words without actions are...a form of art. While some actions may seem impossible, there's always a thesaurus to shift a perspective. I've encountered fiction that appear impossible in real life, but there is always a way to actualize an idea into a … Continue reading Magic
Getting things done. Organizing, tidying, shuffling. Redecorating, rearranging, reallocating. Compartmentalizing. And when you're done with all of it, you take a step back and look at the bigger picture. What do you see? MG
Don't swipe left. Just, write. They say. Write, now. Right now. I wrote my heart away Bled the ink onto the pages Turned them until the end cover When there was nothing to discover Except enjoying and experiencing Life and light... together... ...no longer... running from the shadows of where I was once hidden Grief … Continue reading Meet Me
"You could have anything you want, you just need to take the first step out of the front door," he had said to me, a long time ago. I never understood what this meant, but there he watched, from a distance. Waiting. He was waiting for me, and he didn't even know it. His process … Continue reading Him
I thought I could reign it in and unify all of it, write to you, and be able to say, "Yes, it's you." It's always you, isn't it? And yet...it never is. But the French had it right all along...I love...vous. (English equivalent: "yous") To you, my darling, I miss you. It started as a … Continue reading I Love Vous: On Polyamory
Self-hate looks a lot like self-love. And the only one who truly knows the difference...is... (Scratch that) The only ones who truly know the difference...are...all the ones around you who can feel what you feel. MG
Here's to all who've ever said that I couldn't, shouldn't, and wouldn't (and meant it). To those who said I couldn't, I appreciate the projections of self-doubt you placed upon me. You've taught me what it looks like to pass on insecurities that were instilled in your childhoods. From you, I've learned not to stunt … Continue reading Couldn’t, Shouldn’t, Wouldn’t
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 