It was a rainy day in 1995… No, I’m kidding I won’t make you read all of that. I’m from a very small town in Michigan. My elementary school principal knew every student’s name, and I wouldn’t want to have grown up anywhere else.
What is the greatest thing about the place you call home?
I now live in another small town in Florida. Everywhere I look gives me inspiration for a poem or picture. Rain season is when I find myself most creative, sitting on my lanai, with my puppy on my lap, worn-looking notebook in hand.
What turns you on creatively?
Now this may sound a little morbid, but when I’m crying in my car at three in the morning about some boy who could care less, that’s when I’m most creative. What can I say, I’m a sucker for sad things. If you ask anyone in my life, they would tell you I’m a tad sensitive. I feel a lot of things and it’s great for writing. I’m still trying to figure out if it’s a good thing for life.
What is your favorite word, and can you use it in a poetic sentence?
and her mittens
stopped doing their job,
she realized the
didn’t want to hear what
she had to
What is your pet peeve?
When someone thinks they are entitled to something because of where they come from or who their parents are.
What defines Alyssa?
A girl who gets lost on her way to the party, almost hits a mailbox pulling in, but when she finally gets there-(mostly)-everyone is glad she made it.
Alyssa Brocker is a twenty-year old college graduate. She found her love for poetry by working with her theater group to create an original play written in prose. She lives with her beloved dog who is always her first reader.