Contemplation of the constellations; Mercury

I recently found myself attracted to the external bodies of our solar system. My heart pulled away from Earth, longing to accept another’s gravity. As I felt this longing, I contemplated the planet closest to the sun. Mercury, all fire and doom. I remember clearly disregarding it as a child, being featureless and inhospitable. Yet […]

An obituary to my shoes

I have some strange attachment to my pair of work shoes, and now I must discard them. They are brown oxfords, Showing the wear of almost two years. They themselves were a replacement for my first ever business style shoe, having preferred sneakers, sandals, or best of all bare feet that would paint my […]

Progression of a writer; Day 9

Today I bought a coffee that was flavored with the essences of springs from memory. Honey and lavender stired into thick milk and expresso. It was an endulgence to be sure, yet a feeling of cleanliness soothed my heart and mind. It was a drink of nature, with ingredients that seemed over-joyed to be in […]

Progression of a writer; Day 8

When I was is first grade I was assigned to fill in a color wheel. I remember the excitement I felt first learning that colors could blend and change. I couldn’t imagine my life being stripped of its vibrancy and energy. A trait of the world and a voice for nature, color to me was […]

Progression of a writer; Day 7

There is a place that I love to sit and “people watch” It is a hobby that I have found to be entirely unique is its passiveness. It requires simply a comfortable seat and an eye for observation. My spot is in the far corner of a small patch of grass. Shaded by trees and […]

Progression of a writer: Day 4

The weather has turned a corner, leaving me to shiver in its wake. Summer has finally decided to rest its weary head, having spent all of its heat and light over the last long months. Now is the time of the sweater and spiced drinks with rising steam. Cool air slipping under the arms causing […]

Progression of a writer; Day 3

My timeline is already off. What began as a pledge to contribute towards daily writings has turned into desperate attempts to spark ingenuity onto the page between my breaks at work or brief moments found in heating frozen dinners. Having now found a true moment to contemplate my predicament, I find myself staring at an […]