“Dance for me.” I whisper to the words entrenched in the blades of my being. When they listen, they dance diligently at every turn. Going at a h y p n o t i z i n g speed until they d r o p. Advertisements
Words don’t come easy for me, I am tight-lipped. I want to squelch, screech; make any noise. I want a white-hot anger to leave my voice. But, words don’t come easy for me, I have no choice.
Sorry for the late post but I have been busy all break studying for my World History midterm on Monday! The last couple of weeks have consisted of the following: Spontaneously getting a job at the lab I wanted to volunteer for. Reuniting with my best friends. Eating sushi with said friends. Coffee. Catching up […]
From now on every Sunday I will be making a post called “Sunday Short Words.” This will basically be a compilation of words that surmise everything that happened throughout the week. I really miss blogging but things have been busy for the last couple of months so I devised this ingenious idea as a compromise of sorts. While I […]
The words are razor sharp and burn like acid on my tongue; disintegrating everything in site.
I thought i was done with words, but they have begun to haunt my very existence. It is so easy to be swallowed by a sea of them. Letting each one taste me and rip me open until I am all but empty.
Recently I have discovered that I have an obsession with words. As I write for NaNoWriMo, I am finding myself constantly examine the durability and the quality of words. The effect that words have is truly profound. Certain words linger and bite after being conveyed. The right word endows a story with appropriate feelings and […]