Emily Sutliff : Writing

Unlovable Me

Unlovable Me

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


My take on a two lined stanza sestina.
In The People

In The People

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


It’s funny how known we are. How much we are able to know each other without knowing anything. Have you ever thought about how many str..
A Familiar

A Familiar

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


I like the feeling of having a “familiar.” A familiar place where we are a bit more easy with our minds. The kind of familiar..
What Are We

What Are We

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


We are wired to be grateful in hiccups- When something bad happens, we’re quick to judge, quick to consider the negative and cling to w..
A Heart To Host

A Heart To Host

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


Today I just sat. I sat and I drank some tea. I sat and wondered whose heart I can be a home to. I wondered what kind of heart ..
Is it okay?

Is it okay?

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


A random thought process that turned into a poem of some sort :)
Le Viol

Le Viol

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


This is a poem in reaction to one of Edgar Degas's piece, "Le Viol"
2A.M.

2A.M.

A Story by Emily Sutliff


2 A.M. I remember when she died the first time. It was so sudden and I wasn’t ready for change. I never like to show emotion because s..
Him

Him

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


Him I’m in a room full of stares. They must see what I see. She looks down and notices her legs. She stares and discovers th..
Winter Mornings

Winter Mornings

A Poem by Emily Sutliff


This poem is about how my special time of the day specifically takes place early on a winter morning.