Perfect Posture

The spine is curved into a gracefully grotesque 'C.' The shoulders slouch sloppily. The stomach creases and fold, taking on the back's burden as it gives in and curls over.


The physical body is easily forgotten when in the clutch of a creative flow. While the body may suffer, hunched and gnarled, the writing is able to stretch, to bend and twist, to leap and twirl.

Eventually the streak fades and the body make itself known. Leaning back from the keyboard or placing the pen down, and one can hear each individual vertebra crack as it unfurls. The shoulders wince, the back may moan.

Yet a smile spreads over the writer's face as he or she reads over what has just been created, content to sacrifice the body when in an inspired state.