In other words, Shealea writes is basically just that: me writing with reckless abandon (which typically occurs during the ungodly hours of the morning).
At the start of 2016, I decided to try writing poetry again (keyword: try). I haven’t written one since I graduated from high school. Aside from being awful in coming up with decent rhymes and counting measures, I was also terrible when it came to picking out titles for my works. I personally found naming poetry as the most difficult part of the creative process.
Because of this, I opted to leave my collection of poetic attempts unnamed and untitled. For the most part, that is. In order to differentiate my works from one another, I decided to classify them numerically based on the chronological order of when I wrote them. Note, however, not all of my poetic attempts will be posted and made accessible on my blog for multiple, personal reasons.