What writing really is

The pen soars

leaps

flies

across the page

dancing against the paper

creating lines

curves

letters

words form

spun from the thin, golden thread of imagination.

The pen twirls

twists

words and realities flowing through my body

using a pen to channel my creations

using paper as my trustworthy canvas

writing is an art;

we escape from the fearsome world of reality

into the safe havens of our own

we are trapeze artists

swinging and gliding

twisting and streaking

illuminating paths into other worlds that we never even realized existed

we are silhouettes of millions of possibilities

reflections of the beautiful chaos of our imagination

giving endlessly to boundless worlds

creating what was seen as the impossible

but is now viewed as endless possibilities

Calico Frost

VT

13 years old

More by Calico Frost

  • Revival

    It's a band piece

    weird, I know

    it's from last year

    and we only played it in concert once

    but it means a lot to me

    it reminds me of a lot.

    Of Webtoons and authors and demented circuses

  • Me

    How

    do others see me?

    Do they see a girl in gray cargo pants and light blue thermal quarter zip?

    Do they see a friend who loves them despite her crankiness?

    Do they see a quiet awkward girl who prefers books to people?