A Nude Article
a poem that has no cover photo
There’s something intimate about a Medium piece without a cover article.
There is no presentation, just words, just diving right in to the thoughts that brought the writer here.
There is no packaging; the writing does not hide behind a stock photo of cities, of sausages, of pensive cats.
Poetry Prompt: What makes you feel emotionally naked, raw? What filters do you put on yourself to fit in? How do you nurture your authentic self, both in private or with others?
Don’t be shy and submit your masterpiece to The Brain is a Noodle! 🧠🍜
Lucy (The Eggcademic) — newly rebranded — is eggsperimenting with a number of things in her life, such as minimalism, noticing her bodily sensations as a sign for Big Anxiety, and poems about food. She thinks you should read Connie Song’s poem: When The Ink Runs Dry.
