Writer. Painter. Drawer? I'm a student with a love of words and stories and I'm excited to share mine with you.
I'd be jazzed if you wanna read, like, and/or tip.
You can find other artsy endeavors on my Instagram @ajean503_art
But Sweetheart, I Love You
It wasn’t the words at first, those words at first it wasn’t even a thought, or a sigh across the tongue, no it started with a plant
Wondering Through Life
I often spend time wondering if I will ever go to Greece, It’s on my list of places I want to visit, of places I think it would be amazing to
Steps We Take
Take one step then another and another, but never are they taken together ebbing and flowing one and then the other first and then following
From Place to Place
A thousand shades of green flashing by a gold glow on everything in sunlit air An endless horizon of dipping valleys and rising hills
Home Lives in the Little Things
When the coffee pot bubbles to life in the morning where the fog is heavy when rubbing away at sleepy eyes clutching a mug close
I'm a Writer (This is ME)
This is me These words here and these ones All the people They’re me too the bits and pieces any personality and all my flaws
Just One More Green Light
TW: Verbal abuse/emotional abuse/domestic abuse Her hand flicked up to brush her hair behind her ears and dread washed over me. The sweat started when she shifted in the passenger seat and my knuckles whitened on the wheel. She angled herself so that her eyes bored into the side of my head.
Skating Around My Heart
The kids are adorable, all bundled in their puffy neon jackets and crazy patterned mittens. Their matching scarves trailed after them like the tail of a comet as they took turns doing spins out on the ice. A taller skater occasionally leading them into more complex forms or picking them up to jump with them. I smile from the fence as I watch my wife on the ice and remember the first time I saw her out there.