Snippet about books, from my [hopeful] book;

Raw reality. I don’t know about you, but I feel like I’ve wasted my time if I read a book and the author is a fake. I mean, I get enough of that in life. Everyone is always trying to shield their identity from you, people are afraid of sharing their true selves with anyone. […]

These eyes;

The older I get the more I learn that I know nothing. Sure, I’m a know-it-all with a penchant for odd, and surprisingly useless facts, but still, I’m clueless as they come. I have so much time in my day and sometimes I know how to put every single second to good use, ultimately benefitting, […]

Neu·rot·ic. n(y)o͝oˈrädik: adjective.

I’m very grateful for the people I have in my life, in all their many places, and capacities. I seem to have a unusually high volume of adopted families in my life, paired with an unusually large immediate family. Somehow, even with being an introvert I have hundreds of people in my life. I do […]

Twenty-three;

Twenty-three. Twenty-three is where I find myself. Alone. Homeless. Wandering. Experimenting. Aimless. Arrogant & humbled. Reliant. Confused. Emotionally unaware. Hypersensitive. And on and on it goes. Twenty-three hit me like a rogue train, jumping the tracks and shoving me into uncertainty. I used to have motivation, direction, dreams. Now I’m just an unhoused vagabond. Bobbing […]

Cynicism at it’s finest;

Every now and then I have this epiphany that I’m pretty dark & emotional as the world would describe it; really I am just deeply introspective & I am a realist, I say things how they are. That scares people. It frightens them and makes them awkward, not many people know what to do when […]

God love America

Poem: May 2011 They have not a name, nor face to their presence They are underplayed pronouns in a tedious tale-he, she, it, they They are nothing more than words on an otherwise empty page, movement on an otherwise still sidewalk They serve only the barest function. They mull about, hopeless, & meaningless in their […]