Awake After sleeping for so long. How will the night owl savour The morning?
My little heart Bumps into walls, Drop things, and Knocks on doors Too hard. Confused, she patters Then picks up the pace; Suprised by simple things, Like kindness. In love, She ponders passionate Possibilities, So much so, my brain reminds her It is She who does the thinking. Though in love, Both are at a... Continue Reading →
It's the worst kind of breakup When you love someone, And the words thrown In the final act reveal That they never knew you. They never did. And perhaps that's our fault, We never let them. We were so focused On being kind, and on being good We forgot to be ugly, and human and... Continue Reading →
For all the friends I tore up, When I was torn up. I’m sorry for your scars.
I'm still trying to understand and recall the moment I started "throwing"around the phrase "I love you." For the most part, I can't seem to attach it to anything else but a period of time when I was in high school, when a series of teen-suicides hit my community. It wasn't long after these deaths... Continue Reading →
Baby, You're Blue # 1048 The blues in National Geographic range from a Pantone 532C to a Pantone 290C --- This series is making develop fetishes for blues, evidently.
Howdy, Hello, Bonjour. I posted Haunted House: The Poem on Sunday night-- Find it Here-- Today I'm releasing the audio sampling of Haunted House on SoundCloud. Haunted House has to do with my father's death, issues inheritance, betrayal and trust. Four years ago when my father died, his best friend stole my inheritance. When I went... Continue Reading →