Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—I know how this poem was written. This one I remember: I was listening to an Egyptian singer, and I was struck by how he conveyed obsessive love. I wanted to borrow that style, because it was so strong and...

Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—in some of the literature I read a lot as a teen, the theme of praying to a god or a mother was quite strong. I borrowed that idea; it wasn’t mine. The words are though. (Authors Note) It Hurts Oh God, oh...

Part of my poetry and reflections project, Margins of the First Draft—2-5 percent reality, and the rest is theatrical melodrama. I was a huge fan of William Shakespeare back in the day, and I wanted to incorporate that style into my writing at the time. This is why...

Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—on the contrary, the fact that life goes on is not as sad as I make it seem in the second piece. This poem probably did come from a real feeling, but gosh, was I theatrical. (Authors Note) He Was Cold And there...

Part of my poetry and reflections project, Margins of the First Draft — What? This is scandalous. (Authors Note) Feral Oh He makes me go feral,Look at me. A kitten,A lioness,A fly,A wolf,A sheep, A lady choking on butterflies. Poetry on the Margins #11 Writers block,...

This piece from Margins of the First Draft captures the feeling of being completely undone by someone's presence. I wonder if I ever felt something like that or if it came from watching a certain movie.... (Authors Note) Belladonna Like a maiden in love, With my eyes...

Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—a piece about the courage to feel, to love without demands, and to say it out loud. P.S. Looking at this many years after its creation feels a little awkward—where has the drama in my writing gone? I used to...

Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft. I had an idea when I actually collected the original poems together. They were supposed to tell a whole story all together and I wonder if anyone even noticed haha. I wonder where this original plot even came...

Part of my poetry collection Margins of the First Draft — Nr 7 was written when I was 14 I believe, at such age I was so serious already and writing about love and desire as if I was an old woman already. (Authors Note) Lust And maybe We could Share a kiss or two, Let...

This piece from Margins of the First Draft makes me think I wrote better poetry in my teens than I write now. (Authors Note) a Prayer Here I lay In the darkness of my room Praying to all the Gods that I know That someday, Somewhere, Someway We can meet each other And...