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@daily.prompt/21-may-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2743-dependence
Dependence. Dependence. Dependence. Dependence. I don't know what I want to write about. I want to be writing poetry every day, I want to keep up on writing poetry over the summer. That reminds me, the staff person at CSULB recommended I include some samples of my poetry along with my MFA TA application. I already confirmed with David that this isn't a requirement, but it won't hurt anything to send 'em over. But I haven't done it yet, because I had to go pick up Lochlan and then I just didn't have time. But I should do it now before I go to bed because otherwise I might forget altogether, and then I'll look like I don't care, because I said I would send it today. And I want to put forth as strong an application as possible, because I really do want to teach at CSULB in the fall. I am scared to teach, but I want to teach. It's okay to not know how to do things. I do want therapy for, well, for just about everyone, but I want my kiddo to know and believe that it's okay to not know how to do things, okay to mess up, okay to get things wrong. That's how we learn. Part of it, anyway. I was just reading this wolf book to Lochlan at bedtime and I was thinking how fucked up it is that we've moved away from communality in our society. Way for humankind to fuck up humankind. I mean, way for Capitalism to fuck everything up for the majority of people. Well, for everyone. The oppressors are also oppressed by their oppression. It denies everyone's humanity.
