ARE YOU A CLOSET WRITER? Do you write in your brain closet, behind paper walls and a door of intimidation? Can't quite bring yourself to join a writers' group, a comparative litmus of "those people" you secretly want to become but fear to be? Haven't yet read enough books or filled enough pages? Do you retort: "I write but I'm not a writer" or "I wish I was a writer but I can't write." Yup, got it. Join the club. No seriously, join the club! Because here's what I write in my closet.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
natural night-time sedative
Sometimes, midnight poetry isn't obsessed or dreamy, alive and screaming. It's not all worked up, street fistacuffs and bleeding despondent and needy, heavy or heaving.
Some nights, midnight poetry is just flat bored, and sleepy.
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