I take the shot A mental shot A quivering cowardly shot in an attempt to capture Encapsulate Encase In ink and paper You.
Author: Rose Booker
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BA in English from UC Berkeley
MFA in Creative Writing from SFSU
Masters in Library and Information Science
Writing Prompt for September 29
Been a while since I posted something like this. For all my writers, scribes, journalists, and everyday peeps, I give you today’s writing prompt: Describe in extreme detail an object … Continue reading Writing Prompt for September 29
Autumn
Leaves change into spice laced drinks, turtleneck sweaters, lanterns, raincoats, fall.
Hands Like a Spider’s legs
Hands like a spider’s leg, scurried through my black hair, tracing my blank mind.
Gordian Knot (retold)
A computer declared that any man who could unravel The Gordian Knot with its elaborate twist and ties, loops and curves, sinewed fibers, drawn taut was destined to become … Continue reading Gordian Knot (retold)
Contacts
Pull your eyelids back listen for the crunch of brow against bone, insert.
Uploads from My Sketchbook
This is what I do when I am not writing or working on editing projects. Just for fun, but I feel like it is important to share. Sometimes once we choose a career, especially a creative career, hobbies seem wasteful. Like, why would you do that if you cannot earn money doing it? The market controls our lives, in this way.
When I draw or write for fun, I remember why I wanted to go down this path in the first place, why it matters to me, why I work and live to begin with.
My advice, then, this month is: Work to Live do not Live to Work. Find your joy during, after, and before you go through the chores of adulthood.
We are given an average of 75 years of life. By 25, in the US, we have all our legal rights. That leaves us with 50 years left. Make sure to use those 50 years living.
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Ash
Cremated remains of ancient evergreen trees fell like snow on me.
Another poem, Another Website
Please check out this new poem I wrote for the Vocal.
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Love and Lust
Between slowly savoring citrus bubble kisses thick fructose syrup smiles and the rush of Black Tar Hennessy waterfalls drowning a voice inside as another screams for more, for more, for … Continue reading Love and Lust
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