The Guardian does something like that, but they only have the pictures, and they are all related to politics and world issues (1867 stays away from all that) -they call it "Twenty photographs of the week". That's how I got the idea of having my hypothetical photographers going out in the world to take pictures -to get snapshots of the moment, the right now, the current events. So I went there and looked around last week's pearls, and decided to create and example of how this would kinda go (keep in mind that on the real hypothetical magazine my hypothetical writers would have other hypothetical staff to read their pieces and perfect it; this was all me, myself, and I).
Picture I stole from The Guardian. Thanks, guys! |
Black is for the emptiness. For that space in my closet that
used to be yours. For that shelf on the bathroom that held your toothbrush and
deodorant. For the void beside me on our bed that permeates eternal coldness
and shivers and cries. For the spot in my heart that used to have your name
written, now scratched by your hateful actions.
Purple is for all the marks. For all the bruises and scars
that you left on me. For all the lessons you taught me on how to never let
myself be treated again. For all your insane words that cut my skin and made me
bleed and changed me for life. For all the purple bags underneath my watered eyes
after a night pondering why you piously let me believe your lies.
Blue is for me, blue. For all the sadness you put me
through. For all the wasted time I had to oblige my heart to consent with,
while my blood got colder and colder each time you touched me. For all the
nights my eyes grew the size of an apple, my tears were so abundant that they
became scarce, and each sob threw a piece of my soul out of my body.
Green is for hope. Hope I carry above all others. Hope that
guides me through this road and keeps me from hurting my toes with rocks or
glass or dirt. Hope that wakes me up every morning after you left my body. Hope
that whispers in my ear that today is just another day, tomorrow will be a
better day, and the day after will be even better. Hope that keeps my head high
looking for places to find happiness, since it’s been hard to find it within.
Hope that shines in the distance, green, easy on the eyes, bright and
beautiful, that speaks to me, yells that I can reach if I just keep pushing and
pushing, because it is not far and it is not just in my mind.My first demonstration of fiction writing skills in the blog, I hope you enjoy it!
Anyway, I'm saying, or better yet, writing all this because this might be my two-page spread. Yes, I know I said I was going to create "the system" before starting anything, but you can't program epiphanies. Epiphanies just happen. And they are so rare that when they do happen, you gotta make use of them right away. I couldn't let this one go because I very much like it, and I'd love to just go out in the wild, broad world taking pictures to inspire me to write.
"Twenty Photographs of the Week | Art and Design | The Guardian." The Guardian. Guardian News and Media. Web. 19 Mar. 2016. <http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/series/twenty-photographs-of-the-week>.
Powell, Jim. "The 20 Photographs of the Week." The Guardian. Guardian News and Media, 2016. Web. 19 Mar. 2016. <http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/gallery/2016/mar/12/the-20-photographs-of-the-week#img-11>.
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