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.