Without You Here
This post, unlike others, is more of a declaration of both certain and uncertain events. Tomorrow, by now, I will
Category: poetry
Milky Way Too Dramatic
The poem you’re about to read sucks. But don’t worry, I rewrote it. Look, I forgive my 14-year-old self for
You’re So Vain, You Probably Think This Poem is About You
I was looking through old files (as per usual) and found this little gem of a villanelle, or what you’d
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The Poem Electric
Since my first set of childhood photos went over so well, I’ve decided to use another photo from the batch
Give Me a Break
I need a legitimate break, none of this three-day-weekend business. What I need is a full-on breather. Oh, and to
Love Story
I don’t have much to say tonight, so I’ll leave you with the below poem. It was originally written on
Master in Ceremonies
MOH money, MOH problems. What, what. So sorry to the people who await my (usually) weekly writings. When I say
Hearts at Play
Some of my older poetry—the poetry before I ever became an undergrad then a grad—is often inspired by songs or
Pain-Full
Moments as quick as shoulder shrugs. The hurt, something longer—like a hug. The bad, the awful, cuts deep, but my
Life on Repeat
Repetition isn’t just a term in poetry—it is something we cling to for a modicum of balance. In writing, it