being the embodiment of earthly punishments
used to bother
but now she gets a slight high
just thinking of it
a case of the giggles even
she thinks it would be nice
to be an earthly reward…
but that is probably reserved for someone named
i have written so many beginnings to stories. you never know. i might finish it…turn it into a comic, a short story, or even a novel, but for now it lives as a journal page.
i think i recently read in a book a quote by a poet to the effect of: i write instead of screaming
for the life of me i cannot access where i read this. i have been reading a lot of books lately.
nevertheless–this is true for me. my writing & my art are what i do to keep from losing my mind. so i take these dark little thoughts and try to make something beautiful (?) out of them…or at least something interesting.