As writers, we are put into boxes—defined by the punctuation that we use.
Emily Dickinson is known for her excessive use of the dash, while C.S. Lewis is known for exceedingly long and sparsely punctuated sentences.
I decided to find the imagery behind punctuation and expound upon it. If punctuation marks could have emotion, what would they feel? I added that to my characteristic style of writing for my person, my one out there in the world.
I hope that this makes you think of punctuation in a new way, and, if you too are searching for your person, I hope this helps you know that you’re not searching alone. After all, punctuation marks are searching for where to belong as well.
He looked at me
With the calm pause of
Gathered all of his thoughts like the
Grabbed my hands with the certainty of a
Raised his eyebrows like the ever-inquisitive
He kissed me with the combined
Wonder and excitement of the interrobang.
I look at him,
All the punctuation in the world will
Never be able to sum him up in the
Way he deserves.
Author: Season Faulk
Name: Sara Kärpänen