Aug 23, 2017

I need to stop crying at work-- but God, I've been so emotionally preoccupied. As soon as my manager started talking I immediately thought this is another conversation about failure it's one I'm having with someone else. My manager thought I was hungover from the night before, because my eyes were puffy and like clockwork... Continue Reading →

Shortage: A poem from Legacy

I feel like I'm running out of words. This feeling is an indescribable one, And with irony, for lack of better medium of description I'll try to describe it: Feeling as though you are running out of words It is very much like being forced to become a mute: My speech seems to lighten, Like... Continue Reading →

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