I wrote this on my break at work today. I’ve been so exhausted since this weekend. I got all four of my wisdom teeth out and the lack of real food is just killing me. I want to keep writing, but I’m struggling to be creative.

Thankfully, I came up with this, which I posted on Instagram first. If you don’t have my Instagram account and you’d like to follow me, just search comeandgoliterary. You can see what I do with the posts that end up on this blog if you’re ever curious about the visual aspect of writing.

Am Writing

I’m just writing to
write, which isn’t the best
path to go down
as a writer who wants
to write something meaningful.

All I can think about
is sleep and what it must be like
to write and write
without worrying if it’s right
or not.

I’m told it will come
with time, of course,
but how much longer
do I have to wait?

I know what I write is good;
I know if some one big
looked and saw my Genius,
I could do as I’m taught:
and just write.

Submissions

If you’re interested in submitting your own poetry, see my submission guidelines for more details. I’m currently looking for social justice and political activist themed poetry/flash fiction/short stories. I can’t wait to read your work!