Vanessa : Writing

The Ex-Syndrome

The Ex-Syndrome

A Poem by Vanessa


Wrote this awhile ago but always find it relevent.
One Night a Month

One Night a Month

A Poem by Vanessa


Being in the big city, it's rare to catch a celestial nightlife. So when you do, it's amazing.
The Tarot Card Reading

The Tarot Card Reading

A Poem by Vanessa


This actually happened to me a few years back. . . . .
The Last Time I Saw You

The Last Time I Saw You

A Poem by Vanessa


In NYC, no one has time to do anything but rush to and from no place in particular. . . and that includes relationships. . .
Bleecker Bar

Bleecker Bar

A Poem by Vanessa


It's a night in Februaryand words become arbitary.Instead a kissour lips meet momentary.Suddenly the air, the brickwallis less ordinary.Unwarryof thin..
no title

no title

A Poem by Vanessa


just a sketch of words
Incantation

Incantation

A Poem by Vanessa


Ever since I was a teenager, I like to believe that poems are like a witch's brew. And that they have a power to make things true.
A Writer's Confession

A Writer's Confession

A Story by Vanessa


I began a writing journal last month to aid against my growing writer's block. In it, I address a fictitious class because I heard somewhere that teac..
Audeliz

Audeliz

A Poem by Vanessa


For whatever reason, it took me a year just to write this one poem. It seems that some moments, no matter how profound, can leave a writer without wor..
The Autumn Haiku

The Autumn Haiku

A Poem by Vanessa


Summer. My defeat. September a crisp reward. Each leaf a trophy.

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