How I know my person is my person: cheeseburger hoagie edition. I remember thanking my high-school best friend for always coming on my questionable, poorly planned adventures with me.They’ve taken us to sleeping on the floor of the greyhound station after walking rashes into both of our thighs, afraid to take the subway.Down a creek,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Cheeseburger Hoagie”
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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 – Missplace
We’re always circling back to lessons, relearning from previous experiences. I wonder if sometimes that’s why I feel so out of place in the present day. Maybe I’m revisiting, relearning. It’s the only thing I can think to tell myself, sometimes, to keep from feeling like I’m going crazy. Missplace Where am ISometimes I forgetI’veContinue reading “Poetry Series – Missplace”
The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6
I tapped my fingers one by one against his skin. I counted each one as it made contact – one, two, three, four, five. “What are you doing?” Counting. I thought by five, this would get easier. Replace “this” with anything you’d like. I thought after you’ve done something, anything, five times it had toContinue reading “The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three
Not all of my most impactful, most vivid moments have been bright and shining. I love, love so it primarily becomes my focus, but what love story comes without obstacles to overcome? Those moments where shit hits the fan and everything falls apart are equally as important to the success of a story as theContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three”
Poetry Series – Men
I feel like an asshole admitting it but I absolutely used to chuckle any time a man told me he was a feminist and then started passionately going on about women’s rights and equality. I just found it so peculiar to pour so much into an issue that I was sure couldn’t be hitting asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Men”
Poetry Series – Crazy
I get self-conscious over the fact that most of my best stories involve falling in love, as if it’s something to be ashamed of that love is the greatest thing I have to offer. For so many reasons, I am absolutely positive that it is by far the greatest thing that someone can offer. IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Crazy”
Poetry Series – Attack
There are times where thoughts are far more feeling than they could possibly be words. Waves of emotion so intense that they can’t possibly adhere to typical structures of sentences and paragraphs but they still need to be said rather than shown. Poetry shows us that we don’t always have to play by the rules,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Attack”
Rules of Roles
Are they doing more harm than good? I have been fortunate enough to encounter plenty of opportunities that I was really excited about, meet an assortment of amazing people, and have really magical moments, so far, throughout my life. The less fortunate part of this, is that my immediate reaction so many of the timesContinue reading “Rules of Roles”
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