One of my poems was on the longlist for a poetry prize—hooray!—but alas, it was not on the shortlist—siiiiiiigh. Therefore, in the spirit of sticking with it, I present to you a curious, clinical little sevenling I wrote a few months ago. ♥ “On Vanity” for Aubrey The artifice of courtship has almost no effect…
Month: April 2011
Something Different
Believe it or not, sometimes I write things that are unrelated to Nadiel. Call it a compulsion. Anyway, here: have a sketch. I reckon we’ll call this one Anima. She’ll hope it’s a dream later on. She’ll try to rationalize it, forming it into a wobbly excuse for the terror that rips through her on…