Process
Ripped jeans and a sweatshirt,
tapping the cap of the pen,
she sits, stare and paper
vacant, and you wonder what’s
behind her eyes, what plans
or dreams, concentration or
boredom she channels into
the incessant flick of her
pen, purple, as it happens—and
upright now, in rapid, pressed
motion across the page with
ink flowing thick as she
leans over creation itself and
writes.
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fudo
'leans over creation itself and writes.'

rlove327
I was fond of that line myself, @fudo. Thank you for the reads and kind remarks, here and elsewhere. They are very much appreciated.

JimLamb
Wow …

rlove327
Coming from a writer like yourself, that means a lot, @JimLamb. Thank you.

JimLamb
It’s a gem …. multi-faceted.
CJanego
Fabulous...wonderful rhythm and imagery

poetri
"leans over creation itself and/writes" that line is brilliant. this whole piece is honestly. bookmarked for the next hundred years :)

SuzyqQ
Beautifully described✨