I haven't written here in months. But that doesn't mean I haven't been writing, it's just not here. Creatively speaking, I feel somewhat impaired. My heart is broken, and I guess along with it, my ability to create something from it. It is odd for me, usually a break up is good for about 10-15 poems, but not a word on the matter, this time. There's something different about this one, something I can't put my finger on, and apparently something I haven't the imagination to articulate. Sigh.