When you’re stuck in a creative funk and need something to write about, you might start focusing inwards and comparing those emotions to everyday objects. Then somehow you end up scribbling this silly rough draft  in your journal, wondering if you should expand on it and turn it into anything substantial through more editing and revisions later.

Well, having done just that, the snapshot you see below is what I ended up writing in my journal while trying to work through the writer’s block. I’m not even sure what to call it yet, so I’ll just stick with calling it “Cold Sweater” for now.

Cold_Sweater_Poem

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Julianne Day Ignacio

A bonafide bookworm, self-proclaimed nerd, and cat-lover, Julianne is a born-and-raised Brooklynite who loves to listen to a good story and help others cultivate their storytelling skills. Julianne received her Master's degree in Media Studies and Certificate in Media Management from The New School. You can find her crafting new content and updating the social media outlets for Verge of Verse, snapping photos, or chilling out at a cafe or park as she writes about her discoveries and her adventures in the city.

  1. Mussie says:

    I really like this! Simple but catchy. I never thought of all the sweaters orphaned in my closet. I won’t be surprised if they go through the sweater ‘blues’.

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