What can I say? I've been away for a long time. But I have not stopped writing poetry. Rather, I've been trying to live out my poetry in real life.

The changes in my absence have been extraordinary... There are now skins for journal entries, twitter icons for deviations...

Haha.

But really, things have changed. The last summer I was writing here was spent slaving away in New York, interning in the fashion industry and dreaming of a day when I could breathe more easily. Now I've left the fashion industry forever, left the art school of my old dreams, and am diving full-force into a new digitally-driven revolution.

The other day, I slowed down for a moment, and asked myself:

What would my life have looked like without the Internet?

And I remembered this place.

Without this community, the amazing support of all of you, the countless comments and favorites, the DD's, and most poignantly- a single gallery by ~onthemetro that changed my 14-year-old life forever... I would never have been a poet.

Not like this.

And so I thank you. I posted a last poem, today, dedicated to you.

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>> If you're of the changing-the-world-through-creativity variety, I invite you to stop by my new website, at [link]

>> You can also find me on Twitter [link] !

Keep writing & devouring poetry, and may it light your way as it did mine.


Tessa

For the last month or so, I have been preoccupied with a large and slowly rotating mass of philosophy, bursting free under my skin and taking unprecedented, tangible shapes.

It's been both wonderful and terrible. I have felt both amazing triumph and tragedy, opened up to the sky and crumpled on the ground. I suppose it goes with being eighteen, the first year of art school, the seizures possible from words and people, and a dinosaur-sized belly of instinct.

What it's doing to my poetry, I am not sure, but am full of hope. Sorry I have not been writing for a while. It's been gathering speed. And changing. Like me.

And now I am in New York, living entirely on my own for the first time, working and interning and dreaming. The city is inspiring my metaphors right now and I think I'll let them take me as long as it lasts.

To whomever is reading this:

be good to yourself; allow yourself to feel, to think, to be something wonderful.

Yay for 10,000 pageviews! *blows kisses to everyone who's stopped by in the last..four years?*

Wow. It's been a long time. And it's a miracle I never abandoned this thing (writing, as well as dA). God knows it's wanted to abandon me

Also! Am finally (almost) caught up with NaPoWriMo! This has been a hard one. But only five to go and two entire days to do it. If only I were so productive the rest of the year...

I'll leave the flightiness of this entry now before it takes off altogether.



Edit: Haha just realized that the subject makes it seem like I've written ten thousand words of poetry. Or ten thousand poems O_o. Either way it's amusing so I'll leave it there.

Yup, that pretty much covers it

Thank you: to `SparrowSong for the DD feature! Logged on today and didn't even suspect anything until I realized that I was actually having a hard time going through my comments! Anyway, thank you to anyone who read, faved, and/or added me to your watchlist.

CONGRATS: to ~flappability for getting into RISD!!! You're absolutely amazing + deserve every bit of happiness you're getting from this acceptance. I will be seeing you THIS FALL (and hopefully sooner as well)!

NaPowrimo: ...haha yeah. I really am planning to do it for a third year. Just give me some time


Life has been a little complicated lately. Too many thoughts and changes that's gotten my head spinning. But poetry is always a constant I can return to, thank God.

<3Tessa

...is really, damn hard. Haha. There isn't any other way to describe it. You'd think the creativity would fuel everything, but the truth is that after long studio hours and wearing yourself thin in the intense environment all that comes out words-wise are streams of consciousness and equally intense responses to the aforementioned experiences.

I'm going ahead and posting a few of those "responses" but they're unpolished/super rough so I'm not promising anything. Be gentle

<3Tessa