sleepy drafts

Joined March 2021

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a sleepy 26-year-old named em :)

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So, You Found Yourself at a Party Full of Vampires
October's sweet, sharp breath chills the air as leaves drop to the ground. The sky darkens but the mood brightens: black and orange streamers decorate lawns and plastic fangs hang from laughing mouths. Costumes, both bright and macabre, begin to line the streets.
By sleepy draftsabout a year ago in Beat
Tom
It’s 3 am on September 28, 2021. I am crying in the passenger seat of my boyfriend’s car as we deliver newspapers. It has only been a few hours since we heard of Tom’s passing. We are both in shock, even though it makes little sense for us to be. Neither of us knew Tom personally and yet there is a grief in our car that cannot be ignored or denied.
By sleepy draftsabout a year ago in Families
A Playlist Called Summer
A playlist called Summer glares at me from the passenger seat of my car. She’s been waiting for weeks now. I’ve stood her up. I’ve been ignoring her calls. She reminds me, time is running out.
By sleepy draftsabout a year ago in Beat
And It Was Beautiful
The sky beams fuchsia. The sun beats like a heart. Willows weep roses. Pale shades of pink scatter through long strands of cotton candy-colored grass as they stroke against my skin. My body lends into the earth, still soft from the daily New Earth Agrituals.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Fiction
Beyond The Music: Flo'Jo (Cool Blu)
The first time I listened to Cool Blu was last summer. I’d stumbled across his Instagram page and into an album that turned out to be exactly what I needed at that time. Everyone was in quarantine and I had decided that (for some reason) this was the best time for me to face some demons.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Beat
Laughterhouse 8
Sof, come back. The tiles on the ceiling are dark and water-stained. Alex looks at me, “Where did you go?” I blink and shake my head, “I don’t know.”
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Fiction
Something Real: A Short Piece of Fiction
The phone won’t stop wailing. I stare at it as if my glare could turn the sound to stone. The phone keeps screaming, though, and I know that it is only a matter of time before it becomes a human voice.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Fiction
A Pride Playlist to Celebrate Your Identity
Love is delicacy and strength flourishing side by side. Love is resilience and art - it is that feeling you get when you witness something so beautiful, your skin gasps in awe.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Beat
Where Summer Shone
The air hums near flowers, where the sun sighs In the cicada’s sweet song, I heard you And the light that fell onto her soft eyes
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Poets
So, You're a Writer
You're a writer. You might have known this your whole life. Or, maybe this tidbit of information is something you just recently discovered about yourself. But either way, you're here - a writer.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Poets
A Spotify Playlist to Trick Yourself into Cleaning
I have to confess: I am the worst at doing the dishes. In fact, part of the reason I write about cleaning so often is that I struggle to maintain a clean living space while navigating Bipolar Disorder.
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Motivation
Violets on Church Street
The asphalt glows in technicolor. Puddles of neon drip from storefronts; Church St. has turned into a
By sleepy drafts2 years ago in Poets