"Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven's sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something."
-Vonnegut, A Man Without A Country
A lousy poem:
Remember that time
I thought narwhals were fiction?
Thanks for not laughing.
Back off Minnesota
8 years ago