submitting everything to everyone in hopes that somewhere something sticks. sending it all out with a hope and wish that somewhere someone is affected, that someone sees more, that someone has felt the way we have felt. I think the most we could ever hope for is to be more than we are right now. I keep sending things out into the universe but I’m pretty sure you aren’t hearing me.
Published by Erin Rose Belair
I am multi-genre writer specializing in travel, ad-copy, and nonfiction prose. A recent graduate with my MFA I am spending my new found time rambling around the world, practicing yoga, and searching for the best salad ever. View all posts by Erin Rose Belair