This is another excerpt of the zine I have been working on. My zine is called “The Seeker” and it is now available on Etsy! Yes, I have opened my Etsy shop this week. This is the first zine I have ever made and I am so excited to share it with you!
This particular poem is the second part of the longest poem I have ever written. The poem is 64 lines in total and it is in free verse. There is one other poem, also in free verse, in the zine. The other poems are all prose poetry. I do hope you that will you check it out! It would mean a lot to me, as the writing is very personal.
I have two things again for you this week, dear readers! The first is a haiku that I posted earlier this week on my Instagram page. The second is a video reading of a flash fiction story that I wrote about two years ago.
Theseus’s Ship is a futuristic story, a musing on immortality, human-technology integration, and what it means to be human.
I have been working on a zine. This will be my first zine, and I hope to have it ready by the end of the month. I plan on selling it on Etsy.
This writing is an excerpt of the opening piece. The whole zine ties together under the theme of ‘searching’, searching for yourself, for connection, for your roots. It is an exploration of how inherited trauma can create a profound sense of disconnection, and it is some of the most personal writing I have ever done.
Last night on Instagram a prompt by @pinkplastichouse caught my eye. This must be one of the quickest poems I ever wrote, but I had so much fun doing it.
You can read the poem on the Pink Plastic House website or on the Instagram page above.
I really do think that these spontaneous prompts get the some of the best work out of me, because I get to bring my perspective to what at first seems like alien imagery. I get to make the imagery my own, which means that I have to think about how I relate to it.
How do you feel about prompts? Do like word prompts or picture prompts?
Visit Blanket Sea to read or listen to my new poem “Please Pay at the Reception Desk on Your Way Out”, a poem that describes the experience of trying to get medical support for ME/CFS.