Tag: freewriting exercise

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #104

For I. Under the warm pillowy cover of night my hand stirs and reaches for yours. If we kept sleeping this way, limb to limb, our palms the interchange of our veins, our quiet thoughts; or the ones that scream at us every day, as we walk by doing nothing but existing; or thosethat bark […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #103

These thoughts whisk themselves in the bowl of my skull: a quiet righteousness, pacing restless in its room, its hands grabbing ontonothing; how my tongue is slowlycurling backwards onto itself; my voice falling into the pit of my throat. There is so much I can do little about that I wish I were God. I […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #101

Door shut. Silent afternoon.Mother, couch. Phone, charging, candy crushing comic reading quiet waiting. One call. No answer.Two calls.No answer. Please, come, sit down. Rare visitor appears again.He wraps his handsaround fists.Bald brotherstanding unsteadyvoice trickling into phone. Answer muffled.Breakfast cold, voices unsteady,mother trickles within kitchen. Locked out. No context. I sit in silence. Shut afternoon.Quiet, rare.Couched […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #100

The flowers on my balcony bloombut shed their petals in a week. The floor is now an aftermath. I sweep up the shredded whiteand place them into the soil.I live so comfortably well that I only have to kill once in a while.An ant, a spider. A wayward fly. Tonight I will sleep without guilt.Tomorrow, […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #97

A ball on a table, my thoughtsunspool and drape off the edge,sentences unravelling their silkas my words break formation, their knees buckling under theweight of yet another period. I am constantly catching up to the kite-strings of my owntongue, and all its strugglesagainst the walls of its cell.Apostrophe, apostrophe. Nothing makes sense anymoreand it is […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #78

Idle, the hands rest on the sides,in grasp of air, filling pockets with sands of time and other vagrants; I am finding a wayto turn the meaningless into indecipherable monomania,the repeating-repeating-re-peating of a long-loved scotch,and the quiet call of a morningbird before it flies into glass; What is life but to run forwardwith your eyes […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #18

i’ve been thinking of how to make a poem which isn’t a poem which is to say since everything can and should be poetry everything should and can be treated as such i wake up in the morning and my sheets are crumpled over in a balled hedgehog curl bound on the end of the […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #17

No mercy for the zealots, no mercy for those with their eyes shut and their hands over their ears rocking in their chairs over and over, no mercy for those who pray but do not practice, no mercy for false lovers and those who decide based on convenience, no mercy for those who engage in […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #16

Walking down the city boardwalk I am in pursuit of a greater evening. It is a miracle and a privilege to be alive and doing nothing at all. I commiserate and I conversate with the crowds of nobody relevant. Sometimes I let words unentangle their tongues in my pockets. My hands are at home there […]

FREEWRITING EXERCISE #15

God was a carpenter because I don’t know any carpenters. That is a way to start a prayer,in the same way it is to end one. Sometimes in the middle of crossing the road I stop to think of the luminal space between God and pavement. Consider: God as pavement.Consider: God as atheist. I am […]