Miss Fortune (a poem, typed)

1. Jacob

   “reservations yielded singularity” *_*
   the whole thing, though, really

   July 2, 2014
   • Rhetorical Redhead

     Gah, Jacob, I’m so humbled. This is based on an actual event in my life. So…thank you for reading and liking! Means so much.

     July 2, 2014
     • Jacob

       You’re so very welcome. I imagined it was based on reality, as terrible as that is, just because it hits so hard. I can relate, to an extent, and it just proves the age-old saying that without pain we as writers or poets would be nonexistent. but I think it’s our strength and gift to transmute that pain into a form of beauty. not saying that it’s good to be hurt, just…ah, you know what I mean 🙂

       July 2, 2014
       • Rhetorical Redhead

         Aw yeah. I’m totally trackin’ with ya. 😉 It sucks, and is awesome, too, that you can relate. Alas. Such is the writer’s life. I strongly believe that love and suffering are the two things that fuel us as writers. All else falls under either category. <3 Thanks again for reading. 🙂

         July 2, 2014

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