Claire Furjanic
curiosity & honesty
for no one and everyone
some things i've written lately:
March 23, 2025
Goodbye Minneapolis
Writing about it feels like unfolding an old crinkled map. I can barely make sense of it, but I know that it holds potential to show or teach me something.
October 22, 2024
So That Happened
I dropped a whole jar of pickles today. Luckily, the glass didn’t break. “So that happened,” I said to no one other than myself.
February 15, 2024
Musician Robots
My father’s father was a musician of sorts. As the sun burned the metal armrests of his foldable chair, he strummed a guitar and hummed lyrics until he was ready to record himself.
Hi. I'm Claire.
I am here to write for the purpose of writing. Not to obtain perfection or gain attention, but to remember why I love it. This is my safe space to overthink and overshare and write without pressure. It can be your safe space too.
contact: clairefurjanic@gmail.com
previously published work
Poetry