tacky lump of dough

Written on Friday:

something special happens

when I leave a thought half-baked

oven cracked open

heat waving out

Written on Monday:

and come back to it

days later

I'm not sure how to feel about it

this tacky lump of dough

so I stick my fingers in

curl them around

slowly, curiously

like a child waking from sleep

just to see

if it will rise

or fall

by Amber Byers, 2025

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Hey there. You may have noticed that I've started sharing more of my writing on this blog. I'll still offer thoughts on the creative process, but those will be interspersed with pieces I've written that are calling to be shared. This piece, I suppose, is actually both. Enjoy, Amber