Jamieson Wolf's Blog, page 7

Dragon Scale Stars – A Poem

I need to solve the puzzle of myself. When I look into the mirror, I wonder who placed the pieces of the puzzle that I can see. My face looks as if it’s made from a patchwork quilt. Some of the puzzle pieces are...

Memory Photographs – A Poem

I remember counting the pills that I had poured into my hand. They lay in my palm like scattered teeth and I wondered if it would hurt when I swallowed them, taking a pound of flesh on their way down. I remember the sunshine...

Me, Too – A Poem

*Content Warning: The following poem deals with topics such as sexual assault and self harm. Me, Too The three of you take up so much space in my head. Though each of you are gone from my life, remnants of you remain. I don’t...

The Lone Wolf Art Show

I’m having an art show on the 11th of May. I’ve been fortunate enough to take part in two previous art shows, but they were with other artists. This will be my first solo art show. I’m nervous but really looking forward to the...

The Thing Of It.

So, here’s the thing. I had thought that the recent rejection of my novel Minotaur by a publisher wasn’t a big deal, but it kind of was. Last night, I was going to post about not writing novels anymore and just focusing on writing...

Past Self – A Poem

I’m struck by my past when I look upon a photo of myself. In the photo, I’m forever stuck in the pose of balance during a time where I was still trying to learn who I was and dream of what I wanted to...

Portals and Other Worlds – A Short Story

“Will it hurt?” He was surprised by the fear in his voice. He’d been preparing for this for so long and had been psyching himself up for the promised adventure. It had taken him years to get to this point. That kernel of fear...

Ten Years of Magic – A Poem

When I was a young man, I wished for you. Magic was real to me, even back then. I wished for a man who would carry love within him and that he wouldn’t be afraid to let that love shine out through his eyes...

Lessons Learned – A Poem

You are the first woman that I knew in my life. Not only did you raise me, but you taught me lessons that are more valuable as the years go onward. You taught me that kindness is a very special magic. Every time you...

The Unknown Stages of Grief – A Poem

Grief is malleable. It shifts and moves like water through the mind. There are steps that have been forgotten. Grief is a caterpillar in the cocoon, and it has to completely lose its form and become nothing before it takes its final shape, growing...