Category: Letters

Write Until…

Write until all that remains is love; Love always remains. Write until the clouds shift, until the sun comes out to play. Write until there is no more anger, no more pain, no more fear, no more anxiety, no more excuses, no more boundaries. Write, and write, and write, until all that remains...is Love. It's … Continue reading Write Until… →

To: You

To You: I'm out of words. A thousand pages of poetry later and I've one conclusion: I don't need you as much as you think I do but I want you I miss you and I love you You. Just, as you are. You. MG

Writing is Immortality

Writing is immortality. It is that flux between turning memories and fantasy into reality. You get inspired, you fall in love with that feeling, you want to keep that spark alive, so you write. You write about what inspires you, you write about who inspires you. You write, and write, and write, until you realize … Continue reading Writing is Immortality →

Have You Seen Her Write?

Have you ever seen her write? 

Have you ever just sat, and watched her surrender as the paper devoured her soul, as the pen carved into the unmarked linings of reproduced trees? I have. I’ve seen her write. I’ve fallen asleep to the image of her etching patches of her soul into her diary. I’ve … Continue reading Have You Seen Her Write? →

Wings

I watched as she edged closer to my cliff. I watched as she inhaled my breath. I watched as she glanced down my abyss. I watched as she took the plunge. I watched as she spread her wings. I watched as she fell. I let her fall and I did not catch her -- with … Continue reading Wings →

Soundtracks

As the sun set behind the clouds on which they'd rested all day, I watched as my planet slowly spun into the shadows. I thought about how years ago, almost centuries ago, when "night fall" was seen as dangerous. When the human species started to fear the "demons" that came out to play -- what … Continue reading Soundtracks →

Spectrum II

Would you allow our play to leave no bone unbroken? ~AFI~   You always remember your firsts. An experience cannot (and should not) be explained, it can only be appreciated. Rather than explaining an experience, one may romanticize it; romanticize, to freeze a moment and express it as it was felt. Romanticize, not romance as … Continue reading Spectrum II →