From Protecting My Peace to Reconciling with My Dad
No Longer the Villain Father, // you are no longer the villain // or the man I once loathed: // wishing for gouged-out eyes // when you’d explicitly // kiss my mother // in the…Continue Reading
Just another silly author who publishes deeply personal literature regarding mental health and the human condition
No Longer the Villain Father, // you are no longer the villain // or the man I once loathed: // wishing for gouged-out eyes // when you’d explicitly // kiss my mother // in the…Continue Reading
Where I Was Then and Where I Am Now I’ve accomplished things over the past two and one-half years that I once thought were impossible. I’ve essentially replaced the words “I can’t” with “I can.”…Continue Reading
My Best Days Have Yet to Come I see a scattered mind that posts & clicks online: ailing from imposter syndrome; despising his own inventions simply because he created them. I am this man! unhurried:…Continue Reading
Passionate Poetry About Life’s Journey “Aminals” is a silly ten-year-old poem. It’s about being the best version of yourself. Just as iguanas are rarely philosophical, few alpacas have explored the world’s depths. Regardless, most of…Continue Reading
Golden we contest and bloom exceptional golden plumes even in death-soaked sadness Everett embrace your children and raise them near to the sun shield them with teachings and love About Golden and Everett These poems…Continue Reading
Who says Halloween is over?! Below, I wrote a poem and article about how loving and caring my grandma is. The article talks about our relationship and bond, but it also talks about my fears…Continue Reading
Please Stop Never Stop we talked and joked about how sometimes it’s better to sleep alone but freedom loses her appeal when sheets smell like home: evoking dreams (even now) as your scent sinks slowly,…Continue Reading
To Fade Into the Past I sometimes go through phases where I become extremely goal-oriented and focused on one task. However, I’ve recently fallen into a routine and have been expressing myself much less often.…Continue Reading
Conditional Love Preachers the extremists proclaim that they too have better brains as they entomb their heads beneath immeasurably deep & politically correct bleeding liberal depths: no longer lamenting God’s death & considering hedonism all…Continue Reading
Catching Feelings she gave permission: honeyed hands; persistence beneath inviting sheets: souls entwined; kaleidoscope release where disgust mingles with lust in shackles so sweet yet now, she escapes me in leisurely, indulgent binges and crowds…Continue Reading