Time is a Construct by Elle Vue

I don’t really know what I want to do with this yet but I really like it so please enjoy. Fuck. Awake again, I think to myself as the thunder claps into my ears. It’s 8:00 am but it’s so dark it could be 3:00 am. 3:00 am. That’s my favorite time; to bask inContinue reading “Time is a Construct by Elle Vue”

Choosing Happiness by Elle Vue

I want a life filled with lemon drops and golden sunsets. Where melancholy meets serendipity out in the peach orchard of satisfaction and chance.  Tell me there is more than the tranquil hues of passive leaves, I want to see persisting sunflowers bloom from seedlings buried too deeply.  Fill my life with daffodils and bumblebees,Continue reading “Choosing Happiness by Elle Vue”

Prompt: Write About Color Without Saying the Color

The key to writing about color without saying the color is to stimulate the five senses of your reader: sight, sound, smell, touch, and taste — and the sixth sense: emotions. While you don’t need to incorporate all five senses into your poem, it’s still a good idea to think about them when brainstorming. ThinkContinue reading “Prompt: Write About Color Without Saying the Color”

What It Means to Read Art

I may be drunk but my words can hold more liquor than I. Art is not meant to be beautiful or revealing of the world around us. It serves as an honest & sometimes heinous scope into the world of an individual. To be invited is neither grand nor something to belittle, but perhaps somewhereContinue reading “What It Means to Read Art”

I Am Fermenting by Elle Vue

   In my bitter sixteens I tasted like sweet, succulent blackberries. As dark as I presented myself, my skin oozed red sap onto anyone with lingering touches and my leaves unwillingly engulfed the entirety of the world around me.    At eighteen, I felt elevated and acidic, like luscious red raspberries. I wanted to beContinue reading “I Am Fermenting by Elle Vue”