I treat my art like an afterthought. A side piece; I’m ashamed of My 2AM “U up?” texts when It deserves all of me And I wonder how many times I can Cancel plans before it says You know what? I’m done You say you love me but can’t put me first Why should I be around when you…
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3AM in the Meadow
I like the 3AM me She’s the braver one willing to go down Rabbit holes of thought without Grasping each thing like it’s truth A bible to her fears No, 3AM me knows It’s all sincere but also full of shit And everything, ultimately, is fine In this freedom she flies So fast her feet barely touch earth There’s…
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A Whim, A Whim, A Whim
Unapologetic in her pleasures Selecting them like flowers Like clouds puffed away; an exhale Ecstasy A whim, a whim, a whim No need to compare to others No such thing as betters Just different talents; inspiration Learning More, and more, and more No greater joy than growing No greater triumph than knowing Tomorrow could the best; believe it Hoping…
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Please God, Let Me be Great at Something
Assembling images, constructing themes Why won’t the words come when I’m proving a point? I prefer my rage with a pen’s edge Knives are for posers Resorting to blood Instead of destroying the mind. Don’t they know The mind bleeds more? So I write my anger and I do puzzles Clicking pieces together Why can’t my brain click into…
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You’re No Samwise
I wanted you on this journey with me, But I had to accept things as they were, So I left you sitting on the bottom step, Watching me walk up; away into the clouds. – Sara Myriad, 2022
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Your Pain Wants Answers. Answer It.
I understand the thoughts you’ve had. If you’d been a certain way, maybe you’d have been loved. If you’d been smarter. Better. You’ll think others have it figured out and are more valuable, but it’s never been about them, and their own hidden worlds don’t indicate their worth any more than your own struggles mean you’re unworthy. I’m here…
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The Alone
The greatest gift I gave myself Is the pleasure of my own company To find in that calming, accepting presence, The grace to exist completely. – Sara Myriad, 2022
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Only Strength
I began this website because at the time, I needed it. I needed a place to write out all of my feelings, because the escape was necessary and healing. I look back on the posts I did over the course of a couple years and I see someone who had made great strides, but was still so uncertain and operating…
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Seabirds
Today, I am soft, weak; a shell less hermit crab, You’re a seagull, beak snatching, eyes pitch and cold. Tomorrow, I will be that seabird, air-lifted, arrogant, Tomorrow is years away, but my strength is loyal, Shrieking back like cicadas just when I’ve forgotten, So, today, I say nothing, ask nothing, Nothing, nothing, Today, I say nothing. – Sara…
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Reworking Projects Helps You See Your Growth
I rarely rework projects. I revisit stories I wrote and enjoyed in my youth and write about them again, but that’s more out of a desire to go into those worlds than to see how much I’ve improved. Many creative types make Then/Now posts, but I was neglecting to do the same. I was doing myself a disservice. I was feeling…