The Truth Is…
poetry in list format
that I love my dog more than I like most people.
That I live for sunsets that look like the above.
My amount of travel has doubled since marriage.
I live for fall and Halloween goodness.
Labels belong on food, not people.
Journals are a memento to self- both art and words.
I hate being in front of the camera,
which is why I have an Instagram that showcases my journal.
There’s a difference between saying you miss someone and meaning it.
I’m becoming too passive-aggressive about this.
I hate driving. I’ll make up any excuse to not be behind a wheel.
The truth is, I needed to start writing poetry again. I was inspired by this prompt and poem from Lucy Dan 蛋小姐 (she/her/她):