Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Used To

I used to wear pink. 
Now I wear red.

Like a leaf 
no longer hiding,

Like a silent 
solid yes.

I used to hang 
on others' ideas;

now I make 
my own. 


Charles Gramlich said...

The way to be.

Vesper said...

Indeed... is this maturity? Sometimes not easy to achieve... :-)

Aniket Thakkar said...

What have you been eating, Headstrong Heena?

As long as you're in the zone, how about finishing that novel in the auspicious month of November?

Sarah Hina said...

Charles, seems right.

Vesper, I'm hoping it sticks. :)

Aniket, I'm way ahead of you.

Yup. It's done. I mean, not done done. But done*.

the walking man said...

The ground must be tilled every now and then and filled with shit, in order to become fertile. Yes this is how imagination grows.

Aniket Thakkar said...


You finished Sarabande? Where's my copy!
It ain't finished till I say it is, you know. :P

Seriously, this is HUGE! Proud of ya'!
Sarah is coming off age. ;) ;)

Sarah Hina said...

Mark, well said. It's good growing older, in many ways.

Aniket, I'm going to let it sit and rest a few weeks, before taking another pass at it. But yeah, I'm a lot happier with it now. It feels right, more or less.

Who'd have guessed? :)