Create With Pride with Alyssa Wong! by team, journal
Create With Pride with Alyssa Wong!
Celebrate Pride Month on DeviantArt! Learn how LGBTQ+ professional artists Create With Pride and join the festivities to get a new profile badge! :createwithpride: In many places around the world, June is recognized as LGBTQ+ Pride Month. While the specific days of celebration may vary, Pride is an opportunity to embrace and highlight the diverse backgrounds and accomplishments of LGBTQ+ people, especially in the world of art. This year, DeviantArt connected with recognizable LGBTQ+ artists in professional creative fields to share what Pride means to them, and how their identity inspires them to create. Each week we’ll share a new journal and new prompt on how to Create With Pride, featuring the creative and talented Dax ExclamationPoint, Fortune Feimster, Allegra Clark, GlitchxCity, and this week’s featured artist, Alyssa Wong! Meet Alyssa! :wave: Alyssa Wong writes award-winning fiction, comics, and games. She holds an MFA in creative writing from North Carolina State
A Lake to Bloom like Tadpoles in June by Carmalain7, literature
Literature
A Lake to Bloom like Tadpoles in June
that was the evening, I
walked straight into the ocean,
not for want of drowning, I
just couldn't have told you
where the horizon started
or ended, I just couldn't
have told you why I
stood there searching,
not for want of burning, the
skyline dripping fire, I
just couldn't have told you;
you slept straight through the
morning, I spilled myself
like fire across the ocean, I
lost myself and found the
beginning of the horizon,
ending; that was the morning, I
walked straight into the ocean.
xvii. i think my second home's soon to be a clinic by xfuture-boundx, literature
Literature
xvii. i think my second home's soon to be a clinic
i guess this is a good place to
feel sick.
my heart-rate is beating too fast and
i know it, 112 bpm in the pit of
my stomach and
it won't stop there.
they ask me questions and i
lace lines with confessions void of
lies, utter words strung together i never thought
i'd confide to another soul. met with
sympathy eyes and coaxed into
making promises i'm not sure
i can keep.
(i will try).
they hold you accountable for me and
i don't like that.
your eyes waver away but still
you stay. i can't imagine the
strength it takes to be strong enough
for the both of us.
(one day i will repay you for this but i'm
not sure today can be that day).
and perhaps both of my languages will
forever taste foreign on my tongue. stubbornly, I have
always refused to stop at either shore for more than one
day and now, I am
adrift on a temporary in-between land I
crafted for myself. the ocean isn't
always forgiving - but there are encounters that would not
happen without the storm.
(and perhaps I am not a person meant to have an
anchor after all.)