Where there’s life, there’s hope, no matter how precarious that life may seem.
Month: December 2020
Write or Not to Write: That is the Question
I like to write
I don’t know the words to use.
How can you write without words?
Will you help me?
No. I can’t. I won’t.
They’re your words, or should be.
So write, even if it’s mush.
Because it will be your mush and no one else’s.
Okay. Should I go to school?
No, don’t go to school.
Go take a walk in the woods. Write what you see. Write what you feel. That is enough.