Reid@YWP

Inspiration 

Is such a delicate thing, 

Such an intricate dance 

Between emotions and ideas, 

A soft sparkle 

8/15/1774

Monday

Dear Diary,

Today was strange. I met a man riding a mule. He was a queer looking sorta man, all sticks and bones and hair. He even had an eye-patch!

The Ocean is a wild thing. 

She rises and falls, crashes and swells. 

Out she calls, luring lonely souls to her watery depths and sand strewn beaches. 

At night

When my brain is flooded

With fears and worries

I think about

What will happen

If abortion isn't legal

If old men

Get to continue

To decide what

Happens to me

When I set foot on the shadow of my idea-turned-choice, I realized that I had willed something I wasn't able to believe into something I could no longer refrain from knowing.

It was then that I smelled air I knew from another world.