Master in Ceremonies
MOH money, MOH problems. What, what. So sorry to the people who await my (usually) weekly writings. When I say
Category: writing
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
A Pause, A Poem
With Maid of Honor duties and a graduation only about three or so weeks away, I’ve been busy. While this
Trust Issues, a poem
The poem below started as a paragraph, then as an experiment in spoken word. But that’s the usual: the poetry
The Main Event
I was thinking about Facebook Events, events in general really, and considered the excuses we give for not attending, the
Happy Birthday in Lieu
As per my M.O., I have put out the call to writers, both friend and strange(r) to contribute work as
Mummy Dearest
I haven’t had time to write as much as I’d like lately. I’ve been working on my memoir piece, reading
Unexpected Love, Take 1
I spent a large part of my my undergraduate life annoying the heck out of a roommate by writing songs,