the world & words of a new york city writer

gretchen is a writer in new york city

Tag: sorrow (page 1 of 11)

staying home. shutting down.

Trauma is a strange beast. No matter how much you pat her in your lap to keep her calm, you know sooner or img_7433later, with one quick neck whip – she bites you, again.

Everyone on Earth experiences trauma to a certain degree. I feel like anyone who disagrees with that might be still in some type of denial period.

Matters of the heart are among my top traumatizing periods. Like now, for example. Continue reading

seraphic tumbling

seraphic tumbling

The weather turns cold and brown. Eyes shift blue.
I’m looking up. No longer at the ground. Continue reading

mind moving

My mind has been on moving over the past week and change. The lease in my midtown tower expires come July, and I’m about to be out.

Usually, when it comes to leaving the states – I say, the further the better; which is partially how I ended up in Australia for ten years.

My heart exploded in Sperlonga, Italy and is beating on the beach’s white sand – waiting for me. Continue reading

direction to affection’s destruction

direction to affection’s destruction

I cannot find love. Inside this. Madness. Continue reading

ten hour trance. suppression.

img_6715I slept for ten hours. From roughly 3pm to 2am. I woke up, phoned a friend, and sooked some more.

However, today is Monday. I have things to do at work. I’m eternally grateful for a full-time writing job. It demands that I focus in ways outside of my ordinary thought patterns. Continue reading

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