I’ve done this before and it was super fun and amusing and interesting, so I decided to do it again. Read my original post here if you want. Basically what I do is take my phone or computer in the notes app and click the predictive text choices and see what nonsensical ramble-y paragraph it…
Read MoreWhat happens when you chase the sunset
Journal entry 05/01/2018 | 9:45pm I suppose it’s safe to say it’s easy to get carried away when swimming towards the sunset. Both physically and mentally, with the waves sweeping your body out further and further, but your mind doesn’t mind because it wants a challenge. Deeper and deeper, further and further, so far you…
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Can Ghosts Die?
There are some places I’ll never go back to. Not because they meant nothing to me, or because they are not worthy of my revisit, but because they meant too much. Because they hold memories of a person who has left my body. A me who is no longer. A me who helped build the…
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The day brings a fire brigade – a poem
I think the hours wear us away Perhaps more than we think. They wear away our guards. Our masks. All the things that protect Our most vulnerable selves. That’s why in the dark I am suddenly powerful. I can’t see the things that scare me. At midnight I can do anything. Maybe it’s just because…
Read MoreIntoxicated happiness – A poem
I find happiness in their intoxication. In their muddled minds turned to mush That finally see me as one of them. I become less invisible As if in this loss of clarity I am clearer Because let’s face it, I was never clear in the first place. Maybe I’m still not But instead of being…
Read MoreMost of us – A poem
All you see of me is skin. And even then you don’t see all of that. Most of it is draped in fabrics and threads And even the parts you do see Are still sometimes covered. But you see, Most of me Is inside of me. You can’t unzip my skin And spill out its…
Read MoreA letter to a boy / The world upon my pedestal – Poems
A letter to a boy Dear boy, We’ve been friends for a while now And I find it weird to think about How we used to be, What we were like when we Very first met. I’ve always admired you. I’ve always looked up to you In more ways than the obvious But I suppose…
Read MoreFog – A Poem
Cloud cloaks the houses And dims the sun’s light To calm every being To a quiet so still that Not a leaf quivers On spindly branches Holding frozen reflections Patiently waiting To bear the image Of tentative whispers Under blankets Hushed by soft silky Fog fingers caressing lips In a home that’s bright But feels…
Read MoreA letter to today
Dear today, You are my favourite day. Although I don’t have much to choose from when it comes to picking favourites because you’re the only one that really exists. All the yesterdays that recount my existence and the infinite tomorrows or next weeks or next years that could possibly be, are nothing but projections in…
Read MorePredictive text poems
Anyone who has ever read poetry will know the types of poems that exist. There are the poems that are fairly straightforward and make perfect sense in every way. There are some that still make sense but in a more abstract way. Perhaps they are just a giant metaphor, but grammatically they still make sense.…
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Lauren Kathleen 