Words During Covid - Comfortable

'Words during Covid’ each week we shall set a word prompt & you can respond to it in any way you wish. We thought it could be interesting and hopefully a cathartic activity to do in this time of quarantining, and to create a collaborative diary of sorts. It's a challenging time right now, we hope you are all holding up okay & taking it easy. 💜

1st word: Comfortable

- Thank you to everyone who submitted to our first prompt, please see the responses below.

- Robert Thomas James Mills / @sllimtrebor

(COMFORTABLE)

// WALKING IN THE OUTDOOR BREEZE, IT ALMOST COMES WITH EASE THAT I BEGIN TO EMBRACE THE SUBTLE SILENCE THAT CREEPS UPON THE AFTERNOON HEAT, THAT SOARS THE HILLS ALONG THE PINK BLOSSOMING SUNNY STREET, THROUGH MY HEADPHONES AND ALONG TO THIS DILLA BEAT.

STRUT LIKE NO ONE IS WATCHING, BECAUSE REALLY, NO-ONE IS, IT’S A GHOST TOWN.

THERE’S SOMETHING ABOUT THE VULNERABILITY OF THE AIR THAT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE I’M THERE. IN AMONGST THE SOULS OF NATURE WHO ARE USUALLY SILENCED BY THE SOUNDS OF EVERYDAY CHAOS. THEY FINALLY HAVE A VOICE. I HEAR YOU. BIRDS, SING YOUR SWEET MELODIES. BUZZ, BABY BUMBLE BEE. BE FREE.

NEW HOBBIES; 40 SIT UPS, “10 MORE!!!”, NO I CAN’T! IN THE CONRER I GO, I PANT; 2 MINS AND I’M BACK AT IT AGAIN. FINISH I DO. OUT OF BREATH I AM. WATER I NEED, DETERMINATION I BREED. KEEP GOING I WILL.

LOOKING FOR FREEDOM DISTANT IN THE SEA, ONLY CAN WE WISH, FOR NOT ARE WE. //

- annonymous

- Zoe Bruce

Comfortable

A 3-course meal of (debatable) food for thought...

- There's no greater source of discomfort than trying to make an unhappy person feel comfortable

- Nobody has ever felt simultaneously unsafe and comfortable

- Being comfortable with being uncomfortable, is to embrace the unknown and trust that you'll find a way

- Quarry @quarrywastaken 

- Sammi Lynch / @sammijlynch

- Adam Ogwu / @lab.coats

- Caroline Gillies @carolineg.design

Period & Breakfast Should Never Meet

The end of the world must have been coming

When I woke up this morning.

Brain fog ended up in

Messed up porridge oats

Exploding on

Bare unshaved legs.

I looked down at

My blistering skin and

The cotton of my shorts

Stained with

Blooming blood.

Burn still stinging,

Redness expanding,

I started crying.

The end of the world must have been ending

When you woke up this morning.

Your careless feet stepped

On the crumbs

Paving the kitchen floor,

But you didn’t ask why

I stood there sobbing

As the splatter arose

Shame within me.

You ignored it, as we spread it

Onto buttery toast.

So I forgot my period flow;

The world turned slow;

I let everything go.

- Angèle Eliane @angeleeliane

- Aarron Bradshaw

- Lucy Watkins / @gwyneth____paltrow

- Xuan / @themenu_byxuan

- Lucy Grainge / @_lucygr

- Zoe Bruce

Thank you so much for all your submissions, it was exciting seeing them come through, we hope you enjoyed creating & reading the responses.

Keep an eye out for the next word prompt........ L & J x