I didn’t forget…
I didn’t forget about this website. I’m just working on a story right now that I’m not ready to share yet.
Ardor The Bright (Marzi’s Short Stories)
A long time ago, there was a great astronomer named Kir’aga who spent his life searching for the center of the universe. His pilgrimage took him to many lands, where he read many books.
Process: Dancing Thoughts
This is what I usually call a running poem. I’m sure it has a real name, but that’s what I call it. Basically, it has a lot of rhyme, slant rhyme, alliteration, etc. but it doesn’t fit a particular meter. Usually when I write these poems, they represent running thoughts and mental illness.
Dancing Thoughts
How can I be so full of everything and still feel so empty?
As thoughts dance through me: escalating, colors swirling, lines are fading, foraging for definition or decision, but instead I find derision and indifference and difference and deference for reference.
The Rat Boy (Marzi’s Short Stories)
A long time ago, there was a young boy who didn’t have parents or a home. He didn’t have any clothes other than the ones on his person, and he didn’t have any food other than the ones that he stole. But the boy did have one thing: an illness.
Process: Better Than This
This is a very simple AABB poem. I actually wrote it a few years ago, after my ex and I broke up. Every time I tried to start dating again, I felt guilty. So I wrote this to try to inspire me that my feelings for her don’t mean I can’t be happy with someone else.
Better Than This
All my grey days won’t change shades, won’t change hue
As long as you’re here and as long as you’re you
Even now, I don’t love you any less than I did
But I deserve better than this
Process: Hard To Start
I wrote this very simply because I find it hard to start writing. “ADHD” was a very close second for the title, but I generalized it a bit.
Process: 13 Y/O…
I decided to make a post for when I write new things to talk about the process of writing them. Specifically poems, but probably other stuff too. So here we go.
Thirteen Year Olds Are Why Poetry Exists
When I was four and little more
I learned to tie my shoes
I ran to Mom with such aplomb
To share with her the news
TTRPG Tag
I’ve played three long-form TTRPG campaigns. (TTRPG is basically what you think of what you think of Dungeon’s & Dragons.) The first campaign lasted about two years, and I was the GM (Game Master, which basically means I ran it instead of played a character in it).
Hard To Start
I find it hard to start
Despite my rash impatient heart
I sit and stew and won’t pursue
A thing until the day it’s due
Starting this website
I was born in 1991, around the advent of modern computers and internet use. I spent my teenage years terminally online. I used to write in journals in high school, but I don’t think I’ve done that since I turned eighteen. Now I do everything on my laptop.
I plan my life out a day at a time, so my posting schedule can be erratic.
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