#literaryjournal

like we’re all pomegranate seeds tumbling to the floor of a jar. the pith is all that separates us and it’s soft enough to crumble beneath the pressure of a fingernail.

i do hope we will be able to preserve some of our softness no matter how harsh the world becomes. i know it’s not necessarily practical, but i do think it’s important. what lasts us through and beyond our lives, if not art? what connects us, if not our humanity?

anyways this all got me thinking, and i decided to start a tiny literary magazine called lightletter.

i’d love to read your writing, whether that’s poetry or creative writing or nonfiction. if you’re a writer/artist/know someone who is, please consider sending something in!!! the world needs to hear your voice now more than ever, and i hope that together we can create a safe little community for creatives 💗

(especially if you’ve never submitted anywhere before! what better time than now?)

if you’re interested, please submit here: https://forms.gle/fgmYfYQj854UDh3J6 (and if you submit before april 31st, you could make it into the first issue!!!!!)

**September 4th**

This day, I found myself irresistibly drawn to the beguiling notion of temptation—an enigmatic force that beckons to us with the softest of whispers, weaving promises that shimmer like the finest gossamer in the dim light of our desires. Temptation, in its most subtle form, lures us in, much like a moth is drawn to the flame, only to enwrap us in its velvet grasp, leaving us entangled in the web it has so artfully spun.

Inspired by these thoughts, I set my pen to paper, crafting a new tale entitled *Crimson Velvet*. The story centers around a femme fatale of exquisite beauty and cunning, who wields her charm with the precision of a finely tuned instrument. Her allure is not merely a gift of nature, but a weapon she has honed to perfection, using it to bend the wills of those who cross her path, leading them down a treacherous road from which few return unscathed.