Young Writers discussion

Invariably, the function of my conception served
solely so that my end may be met young, and in conflict.

My yearning is to meet my death at swords end, in a fist-fight,
on the bucking horse, in the inferno. Void gentleness,
or the soft woes of sleep.

Words do so little to put paint to a face. He would like to go out in a burning fuselage,
kissing the atmosphere, scattered out on all the continents, ash and bone-dust.

It was he who told me the nature of astronomical systems--
an astronomical unit is the distance from the earth to the sun
a light year is the span it takes light to travel in a single year
then there are parsecs, kiloparsecs, megaparsecs.

a single parsec is 3.2616 light-years.

at what intervals does one breathe?

it is nothing to measure the distance of continents, the space
between heartbeats and yet is there anything more vast
than words unspoken? we are all apart.

Ugh how do you do it? Amazing, as always. :)

TEACH ME YOUR WAYS.

... First, you sacrifice a unicorn. Second, you use the souls of innocent maidens to fuel your writing fire. Third, you use vague analogies like astronomical measurements to talk about life. Just follow that checklist and you should be golden, Sam.

JUST KIDDING. Thank you guys <3

Alright, time to go unicorn hunting.

Kriss wrote: "... First, you sacrifice a unicorn. Second, you use the souls of innocent maidens to fuel your writing fire. Third, you use vague analogies like astronomical measurements to talk about life. Just f..."

Oh. As long as that's all.

@ Kriss: Do you not have a brooding interval at all? I do it between steps 2 and 3.

Oh! I have a friend and we all say he's a unicorn because he styles his hair like a unicorn horn, does that count??

JK. I would never sacrifice my best unicorn friend.