Back to Fucking Around

For context:


I'd taken quite an absence from posting new material to wade through a prolonged emotional roller coaster, entirely of my own making. Good news is, it's over! Well, mostly. I've been feeling unusually spectacular. So, back to writing, I go.

This is not to say that I haven't been writing at all, though. I have. But, I felt so much shame over it. What came out was depressing, self-loathing, and riddled with stunted emotions. I didn't think it deserved posting or held any artistic value.

With time, I realized my poetry has always been foremost about honesty and vulnerability. If I take pride in anything here, it's that as much as I focus on personal experience, none of it is unique to me. These are universal feelings, universal thoughts, universal fears. What I hope resonates with you is some comfort in knowing our collective indulgences and irrationalities are a fundamental part of humanity.

So, bare with me as I share that insecure phase with you. What I've been working on since, and what I had saved up beforehand, is some pretty enjoyable shit. I do miss cursing and being ridiculous.

I'll continue writing these updates, for context, and hopefully, you'll be better able to pick up what I'm putting down. And I hope to post something new once a week.

That's all for now,
Teri