Nonfiction
Like Water
I recently read that it’s pivotal for writers to stay in the sentence. “Sentences are lonely.” Dangling punctuation and ambiguity is cowardly. It’s a cop-out. Finish the thought, finish the thought. Be uncomfortable. *** But here. Here. Let me write outside the lines. No longer giving such life to the past; to the people and […]
I recently read that it’s pivotal for writers to stay in the sentence.
“Sentences are lonely.”
Dangling punctuation and ambiguity is cowardly.
It’s a cop-out.
Finish the thought, finish the thought. Be uncomfortable.
***
But here. Here.
Let me write outside the lines.
No longer giving such life to the past; to the people and experiences that no longer need excruciating detail. Meticulous analysis.
***
Some adore the rain. The romanticism intertwined with every droplet that hits the pavement.
Showers wash off the dirt from my skin. The sweat.
Standing in water, I wait to be clean.
***
Just for now, just right here, I want my writing to be like water.
I want to be like water.