playground. a poem.

playground. a poem.

creaky swings remind me of a simpler time when my emotions weren’t tangled up knots of multicolored yarn cigarette butts scattered on the playground remind me of just weeks ago when i smoked every day after class, just to destress i’d fill my lungs with tar. but the swings make me feel better so i’ll [...]

So….What’s The Point?

So….What’s The Point?

Hello again, readers! Welcome back to this humble little blog, even though posts are sorta….sporadic for now. So, you may be wondering, “Camille, what is the point of you starting a writing blog?” Excellent question, reader! I started this blog as a way to one, showcase my works of writing and such to potential employers [...]

starbucks. a poem.

starbucks. a poem.

too many unfamiliar faces too many judging eyes are they focused on me? part of me says they aren’t concerned with me but the other side of me says “they’re staring, judging your every move, every breath, every hand movement, every leg shift, the way your hair looks, the sweater you’re wearing,your vans, your jeans, [...]

Welcome Aboard!

Welcome Aboard!

Hey there, thank you for stumbling across my humble little blog! My name is Camille Grube-Hall, and I'm currently a freshman at university. I love writing, reading, crocheting, and a whole bunch of other stuff. I will be using this blog for posting poetry, short stories, updates about my life as a writer and/or student, [...]