What a wonderful Vignette! Love how you really dive into the physical and metaphysical mechanics of the game! Also, clever punctuation! I love a good M-dash moment!
No, no!! Intense poetry is honestly so fun to write and to read, and poems are whatever the poet is feeling and needing to say. If you think they're too intense, you can try stepping back for a poem or two, but I personally think your writing is great just how it is!
Thank you so much! This was actually my Christmas present for my friend group and I'm so glad they all, and you, like it so much!!!!!!!!!!!!! This means so much to me <3
There's a gentleness and sensitivity to this piece that give me tender feels. Somehow, you've made crying tragically beautiful. This poem feels like an expression of pure love and acceptance.
Reading this direct challenge to the preposterous "Well what was she wearing?" argument made me want to pump my fist in the air. Clothes are used to victimize and justify, but they are sham excuses for the intrusion of others' eyes and bodies (but I'm preaching to a choir). The repetition/the title too, I love; you sardonically but firmly identify yourself as the sole person you make decisions for, not those around you.
Wow. Astonishing piece. I'll be sitting with this one for a while. Love the title too.
Nice ending!!!! Clever, complicated... sweet.
What a wonderful Vignette! Love how you really dive into the physical and metaphysical mechanics of the game! Also, clever punctuation! I love a good M-dash moment!
Your poetry isn’t too intense at all
No, no!! Intense poetry is honestly so fun to write and to read, and poems are whatever the poet is feeling and needing to say. If you think they're too intense, you can try stepping back for a poem or two, but I personally think your writing is great just how it is!
wonderful. this is - no, I'll just leave it there. no comment except wonderful all the same.
Thank you so much! This was actually my Christmas present for my friend group and I'm so glad they all, and you, like it so much!!!!!!!!!!!!! This means so much to me <3
There's a gentleness and sensitivity to this piece that give me tender feels. Somehow, you've made crying tragically beautiful. This poem feels like an expression of pure love and acceptance.
Dang, nice shot! They're especially striking against the backdrop of gray. I always make a wish when I see a double rainbow.
Reading this direct challenge to the preposterous "Well what was she wearing?" argument made me want to pump my fist in the air. Clothes are used to victimize and justify, but they are sham excuses for the intrusion of others' eyes and bodies (but I'm preaching to a choir). The repetition/the title too, I love; you sardonically but firmly identify yourself as the sole person you make decisions for, not those around you.