Ventomology

FOX I LOVE IT. I think you could do a little more to organize (or let the chaos run its course). You could also do something interesting with those repetitions.

26. Organized Color coded sticky notes march along my wall, a rainbow of duties and days. Spreadsheets sprawl across my life, I write lists on halves of index cards, colorful ...

25. Bravado She’s a skyscraper, standing on deep, long foundations, concrete footings piercing through the earth, finding purchase on only the sturdiest bedrock. Her steel skeleton stretches into th

lol. 24. Battle Hymn of the Tired Student The cycle starts again as I begin day twenty-four of this never-ending school year where I’m asked for more and more. Write ...

I'm sorry?? I honestly don't know where on earth all the innuendo came from. Literally the only thing I've done today is learn about hip hop in high fashion and ...

22. Bored, but not hungry Things I ate today, in order: Bad hot cocoa, made with milk but not enough cocoa . The lukewarm softness of barely-there chocolate slid down ...

Hmm. 20. Self-absorption The mirror whispers in my ear, murmurs sweet nothings like a quiet flute arpeggio, and blows a soft stream of air over my neck. It pays me ...

21. Sunday Sonnet No. 3 I wonder at your mind’s capacity for organizing details so minute, a filing cabinet storing all it sees. It must be far too full to ...

Even I can't tell if this is ironic or not. 20. Self-absorption The mirror whispers in my ear, murmurs sweet nothings like a quiet flute arpeggio, and blows a soft ...

cw: language 19. Incensed Dear Adolf Loos, asshole extraordinaire, you are not the shit. Did you ever wonder why we lost construction literacy after industrialization? Maybe it was because white ...

18. I really want to pick a fight What is a filter but poison to my brilliant, true stupidity?

17. Hindsight In the moment, I am fire. I spark and glow, burning with a thousand questions, feeding off the tinder of a hundred answers. My eyes turn bright, and ...

16. Exhilaration Bend, and you shall feel the tension of your body, your pink-red sinew, heart, and blood, holding you safe in preparation. Push, and you shall feel the compression ...

15. Stuck The problem with design is that it wrings me out like a wet rag, forcing every drop of energy from my porous skin, the fabric creases of assignments ...

Haha I'm in class the whole day on Monday so might as well submit now. Sunday Sonnet No. 2 Our meetings fill my mouth, my mind, my heart with food ...