Day 22: Untitled
A brief call
shows you care
A bright spot
in my bleak day
in my bleak demeanor
A day of promise
led to discouragement
and a lack of motivation
but a quick check-in
set it right
and put a smile on my face
Day 22: Untitled
A brief call
shows you care
A bright spot
in my bleak day
in my bleak demeanor
A day of promise
led to discouragement
and a lack of motivation
but a quick check-in
set it right
and put a smile on my face
Day 21: Untitled
The giant crayon box
the one with the sharpener
provides the pigment
for the mind
Children are creative
but wouldn’t we all be if were sponsored by Crayola
Look inside
grab your favorite color
and paint the town
Day 20: “Taylor’s Version”
It’s 2021
But it’s really 2008
Today was a fairytale
the tears flowed
with the passion of a teenager
who has never been in love
I cursed Mr. “Perfectly Fine”
after falling in love with Romeo
I embraced Change
and learned to Breathe
As I watched the rain,
I thought, “This really was the Best Day.”
Day 19: “Bad Day”
The day starts
earlier than planned
with pain and frustration
Tired eyes
Hunched over
Unmotivated
Let’s try again
tomorrow
Day 18: “Assignment 3”
My body doesn’t move
until it has to
My mind doesn’t speak
until it’s almost too late
I relax and wait
realizing I can’t force it
can’t make it happen
until it does
A perpetual state of tension
until inspiration strikes
and two weeks of work translates into one day
I press submit
and my shoulders come down from my ears
I feel like this poem may need a preface. I don’t know why pasta sauce was so prominently on my mind when I wrote this poem, but I bought pasta sauce from Whole Foods a week ago. When I was checking out, the cashier told me that she loved the brand of sauce I got and said she would never make sauce again or buy another kind again. That came to me as I was searching for inspiration, so bon appétit!
Day 17: “Homemade Pasta”
Store-bought pasta sauce
decorates the noodles nicely
Store-bought pasta sauce
makes you new friends
Store-bought pasta sauce
saves you time
Store-bought pasta sauce
brings compliments to the chef
Got a problem?
Maybe store-bought pasta sauce is right for you.
Day 16: “To never understand”
Harsh realities
Life ends in death
poverty is ruthless
claiming victims
spiraling their lives
leaving them for dead
I watched a film
for a college class
about a life of death
in the lower class
my eyes rained
and my nose sniffled
I crawled into bed
and turned out the light
Day 15: “Spring”
Soft and pink
Snowing
Hordes of people gather
to see
capture
pose
Time elapses
we spend more time looking through the screen
than looking up
what a waste
The cherry blossom blooms
Day 14: Untitled
Pictures and games
A Friday night in
Music that transports
Cookies that say,
“Hang in there”
Nostalgia and adulthood all
wrapped up in one
Awkward and thriving
Sad and happy
Dancing and singing to childhood memories
All while forming new ones
Day 13: “Splintering”
Change happens
But is it really change
if the foundation is splintered, wilted, not a foundation at all
Not capable of lifting us up
of pushing us all forward?
How do we rebuild?
Rallying cries and gestures raise attention, awareness
But the problem is bigger
A collapsing structure that never worked for anyone anyway,
Not for everyone, not for anyone
Do we let it fall?
Or do we patch the cracks?