8.31.2009

trying to find truth in words, in rhymes, in notes, in all the things I wish I’d wrote

Step XXXIX
Literacy


I had an assignment for my writing class that I found rather inspiring. We needed to think of 10 metaphors for our writing.

I started out very basic.

My writing is a canvas.

I then got a little more introspective.

My writing is...
a bridge.
a wounded messenger pigeon.
like a song with no beat.
a piano that is out of tune.
a hermit crab desperately trying to escape its shell.
a little ray of sunshine.
the last light on in the attic.
a Temple.
a workhorse.
a bubble in my veins.
an hourglass riddled with cracks.
a finely woven tapestry fraying at the edges.
a miniature replica of a colossus.
a scale where I weigh all of my thoughts.


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