Session 2+3

Skipped 2 weeks like a fool, trying to make it back.

I stare at my journal the way a married man stares at his mistress,

With hunger, 

with shame, 

and 

with excitement. 

My thoughts become tangled, 

My words eased out from me,

and

My mind races with possibility. 

I hear sweet whispers, 

the sigh of a lover, 

enticing me from the bound covers;

begging me to ease the straps, 

and open up. 

and everyday I still turn away, 

for reasons I cannot explain.  

Author's Note

Really trying to make a habit again.

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Very strong and emotionally revealing. Visceral and true to its emotion. This is a really good piece of writing. Continued success in your writing journey.