I was breathing deeply. I was gazing at golden leaf piles. I was spooning warm stew. I was creating a masterpiece of September muses and then, as quick as the chill in the air after equinox annexation, I was drowning. I felt the burden of breathing grow heavier than my will to exist. My shoulders… Continue reading Seasonal
Tag: Poetry
Smile, Laughter, Joy
The ecstasy that the dreamers trade their lives for, pay hundreds for, search the world and back for, exists purely in the moment your lips reveal crystal whites and your eyes grow wide and look to mine just to see that I'm laughing. It's one hell of a drug sprinkled into countless wordless moments that… Continue reading Smile, Laughter, Joy
My Expertise
Because creativity and storytelling are not scientific or mathematic or measurable or algorithmic- they are warm soup and wool socks for the soul- they are invisible to the big-wigs and CEOs. They can't grasp commodify, predict or control this kind of brilliance. It's individual. It's yours and it's mine. Everyone has their own perspective, voice,… Continue reading My Expertise
Imaginary Conversations I Have In The Shower
I admire your effortless ability to not concern yourself with things that don’t personally affect you and to things that are anything less than validating to your stone solid beliefs. How does one have such high and mighty steel barriers and a lackadaisical disposition? The pure perplexity of this question draws out my envy and… Continue reading Imaginary Conversations I Have In The Shower
High Functioning
To those who envy the people who are allowed to go off the deep end and then recover. To those who are aware that they just can’t. Life doesn’t stop. The clock is ticking. Some have a ticket and some don’t. To those that know they’re holding everything together and it’s not even for themselves.… Continue reading High Functioning
Effortless Beauty
A long night of beauty rest. Open your eyes and roll over into the mirror- your prison without shackles. They tell you, "you choose to be there." "You choose to wake up hours early." "You choose to" begin your day thinking about what on you needs to be covered or enhanced. They tell you, "you… Continue reading Effortless Beauty
Human
I am doing the best I can. When I fake a smile. When I fool you with false confidence. When I feign self-belief just to manifest it into the eventual truth — someday. I am doing the best I can. When I contradict myself. When I calculate and manipulate. When I'm cynical of every detail… Continue reading Human
Calm and Center
I live in a speck of a town on the edge of a state so vast I often forget we are minuscule. I'm not quite the big fish I expected I'd be as I gawk between walls of stone masterpiece trickling with wide- not small- rivers- not ponds- or gaze at the living room window… Continue reading Calm and Center
Escape Does Not Heal
Uncomfortable. Out of place. It doesn't feel right yet, because I'm always chasing satisfaction like it's going to turn up in a rearing “Aha!” moment. I grew up inhaling film tropes and memorizing fictional stories like they were the homework I always neglected. I didn’t just consume them, I believed in them. I was going… Continue reading Escape Does Not Heal
Make The Decision To End The Cycle
Sometimes I contemplate how further along womankind would be if we didn't place everyone else on a pedestal before ourselves like men do. Men prioritize and pedastalize themselves. They would never give up their hopes and dreams to appease others. They go out and get what they want and everything else in their lives must… Continue reading Make The Decision To End The Cycle