Unexpected // October

I recently just got back from an international trip and really have been feeling stretched, both creatively and emotionally. It’s not just the jet lag, but a spiritual exhaustion as well. This year has felt like one thing after another, and while this series was once helping me process, I’ve become a bit burnt out on it, if I’m honest. 

But there’s something about this month that feels otherworldly, like I’ve stepped into an alternate reality. That’s how I felt when I woke up this morning, on the cusp of otherness.

The earth is holding its breath, but for what, I can’t say.

About the poem

I never want to force my art or creativity, so sometimes I just get a jumbled mess. This month is a culmination of all the loose fragments inside my head.

About the art

This piece represents a deconstructed flower to me. The red, its petals, the dark green, its stem. It’s all at once a poppy, a tulip, a rose—and yet, nothing, simultaneously.

A strange amalgamation of songs stuck in my head:

A curious quandary

When I asked the Lord about October, what I felt His response was: it won’t be like what you thought it would be.

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