The other day, I spent some time sitting in my dad’s truck talking to him about creating, art, and different projects we were working on. He was there so I could sell him a gift card because my only what’s for me approach to life means sometimes I’m piecing things together day by day asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Adult”
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Complaint Box
I spend enough time quietly, observing, that sometimes people are caught off guard when they discover just how loud and outgoing I can be. The thing is, I believe we can learn far more from listening than we can from speaking and I think the silence in between leaves room for the truth to seepContinue reading “Complaint Box”
Poetry Series – Purge
I think the saddest part of our healing journey can often be seeing that while we felt everyone else was out to get us, we were really inflicting the most harm towards ourselves. I’m still working on forgiving myself for some of the pain I’ve endured as a result of my own hand but owningContinue reading “Poetry Series – Purge”
Poetry Series – Don’t Tell
A child should never have to carry the burden of secrets. The words “don’t tell” from an adult to a child indicate an issue, short of a surprise party but in that case, you should know better than to tell them anyways. Even as an adult, especially a young one, the words don’t tell fromContinue reading “Poetry Series – Don’t Tell”
Poetry Series – My World
My apartment is safe, I’m not being watched. This isn’t a case of paranoia so much as an awareness of just how under-observation we are anytime we’re out there in the world. In my apartment, though, I’m free to be unapologetically me without interruption. In my apartment the window is cracked, snow blowing in andContinue reading “Poetry Series – My World”
Poetry Series – Best Day
I don’t believe our best day is ever in the past. I think it’s already happening. Right now, we’re living the best day we possibly can – and if you’re not, now is as good of a time as any to start. Right now, this is the only day we have so it must beContinue reading “Poetry Series – Best Day”
Poetry Series – Drunken Love Confessions
If you’re on the brink of giving up hope on love, I’ve been there. I don’t think we should ever give up hope on anything, though. What’s missing will be found in the last place you look and so often we find things when we stop looking. Maybe it’s okay to keep hope but toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Drunken Love Confessions”
Poetry Series – Tired of Your Face
If you have a big heart, maybe you know the pain of desperately wanting to help someone that isn’t ready or willing to receive your help. I’ve often been much more willing to take suffering on myself than to watch another person go through it. Sometimes, though, we have to sit back and let theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Tired of Your Face”
Poetry Series – Lips
Life seems to be a constant search for finding the balance between light and dark. When the light is particularly bright, sometimes this takes a bit more of an adjustment period than I’m anticipating. I shouldn’t be surprised, I’ve always been one to squint at a change of lighting no matter how subtle. Every timeContinue reading “Poetry Series – Lips”
Poetry Series – Dreaming
I think one of the most powerful things we can do is let a person know how loved they are. Sometimes love scares you shitless and this takes a lot of courage, though. I’m looking for the courage to take all of these little memories I’ve written and placed in the sight of mostly strangers,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Dreaming”
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