Poetry Series – Almost

The people willing to try, knowing they may fail, even when they fail – give me hope. To believe so strongly in something that you would give your life for it, is a gift. I feel grief for those lost, and to for those missed. Do you believe, for every loss, you’re closer to aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Almost”

Poetry Series – Police

The truth is, I’m too white to feel as much tension in the presence of the police as I often feel. Historically, the police haven’t been enemies to me to the same magnitude that other races have seen. But my jaw still clenches, back straightens, I search for what I’m doing wrong and prepare myContinue reading “Poetry Series – Police”

Poetry Series – My Body

Guys, I’m fucking tired. I’m tired of the world, the pain, the grasping for control instead of focusing on our own lives. I’ve got to start speaking up if I want to see change but speaking up gets hard when you’ve been told your entire life that you need to change. My Body I wasContinue reading “Poetry Series – My Body”

Poetry Series – Weekend Falling

Life isn’t meant to be easy, only simple. We aren’t meant to make it through unscathed but with stories and lessons. The people that you’re meant to keep around won’t make you feel bad for being who you really* are. If you never have to tell someone that you’re upset, hurt, or “no” in theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Weekend Falling”

Poetry Series – Decay

We say dramatic like it’s a bad thing. I believe that drama has its place, as does everything. Please don’t pull drama from outside of our current situation, our present state, in hopes of making things a bit more exciting. Tune in, become present, and lean into your own dramatic reaction. Sometimes drama is nothingContinue reading “Poetry Series – Decay”