There is always a man Who speaks to himself On our subway ride To Osgoode Or Wilson. He'll arise from his seat To address an invisible reflection Of himself That dangles in the air. While passengers sit and stare, Avoiding eye contact with This "strange" man I sit in neutrality because I was taught of... Continue Reading →
Starving: A Poem from Porridge: A Memoir
Starving My grandma reminded me that I’ve gained weight As a way of expressing her admiration. You see, in her country the more you weigh The lighter your disposition— The less it seems that you are burdened with Worry, Or heartache. I wasn’t hurt by her words, And I took them lovingly with a squeeze... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
I wanted to say thank you to all the followers that have tagged along this year; the ones who've commented, liked, and supported the Head In the Sky Series and raved about Porridge: A Memoir; you magical, amazing, inspiring people make this even more incredible for me. This year, I hope to bring you more... Continue Reading →
Remember me: The power of legacy and the hope to become an idea because ideas last for ever.
If simplicity ruled over all this would be my favourite character. Head in the Sky: The Ancients
A postcard never pulled us apart and I wonder if you left just to blame the distance.
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With Words
With Words Every outline, discovery and idea began with me. A long time ago, I sat in William’s study and helped him write Romeo and Juliet. Draft after draft, I poured his creativity out. With powerful expression, I etched every sonnet and in the end I helped him leave his mark. I began with a... Continue Reading →
Grab a Bowl
Go to your kitchen right now and grab the biggest bowl you can find. I mean salad bowls, a casserole dish, your bathtub will do: I have the most amazing thing for you tomorrow. So amazing I had to prepare you a day ahead of time. It's written and its wonderful. l/r
Famous Last Words 