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If it's not already apparent, I love words. I love writing just as much as I love reading. I can and will read or write about anything. However my achilles heel? Poetry, I love reading poetry and as a creative writer, I feel as though I should be able to concoct some amazing verses, as well I do with prose. But for some reason, I feel like I'm not that great at writing poetry that makes you feel a specific way. I mean, that's the purpose of poetry in my opinion, well, all types of art to be completely honest.

But I'm waffling.

My most recent attempt to was during the summer of 2017. I was very inspired during my time in America and on my many excursions to NYC and galavanting around mid-town and beyond I came up with this:

I'm alone again in Times Sq

Again

I always find myself here when I can't stand being at the house

I want to get away from people yet I want to be around strangers

People exploring and enjoying the city that never sleeps

The subway ride into Manhattan from Brooklyn alone is enough to deter

anyone from heading to Manhattan, the city that never sleeps

I don't either, I mean, how can I?

With all the craziness at home in Brooklyn

Most NYers will tell you that they can't stand this place

But Times Sq is my sanctuary

It never sleeps so how could it let me down?

The lights remind me to be hopeful

The billboards remind me there is work to be done

Money to be made

The nightlife reminds me to celebrate every

little positive thing I have in my life

My phone is on Do Not Disturb

Because no one is going to disturb my time with Times Sq

No one would understand anyway

This place is the epicenter of this city

The rest of NY couldn't function without Times Sq

And here she is in all her glory

Famous for being infamous

Glamorous and cocky yet she holds some of this cities

deepest, darkest secrets.

I'm not even sure if this is finished or not lol. But I think the last four lines are the best part. I was just going through notes in my phone and thought I'd share. It's funny because I remember exactly where my head was at and how I was feeling when I wrote this. I would find so much solace coming to New York during this period. It always felt so familiar... not warm or necessarily inviting, just familiar and I needed that at the time, trust me.

I won't say I won't attempt to write again in the future but I have to be deeply moved emotionally I think in order to try again.



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