These are my creative whatchamacallits. Probably mostly written word, but I do some visual stuff from time-to-time.(All writing published here is owned by me unless cited otherwise.)
The Act of Figuring Out One’s Popularity
I wrote this a week ago when my roommate threw a Christmas get-together. I haven’t posted anything for a few days, so figure at least I can throw something timely on the ol’ tumblr.
Oh how lovely,
It’s the required yearly Christmas party.
The tree decked in proper
Shimmer and shine and
Candy-cane intertwines.
Hot cider is on the stove,
And Hershey Kisses in a glass bowl,
The music has the proper seasonal air—
Though limited to the few albums
I’ve acquired over the years.
And yet no one is talking,
The stillness is louder than that—
No one has actually bothered to come.
By Jacob Gehman
