A Poem — It’s hard to drown without water but I seem to be trying my hardest to submerge my body under a sea of miscalculations and false hope Sometimes I’d rather float instead because drowning sounds so dire and then another email comes in and I know where the water is It’s…

A Micropoem —

A Poem — This version of purgatory is like waiting for a bus to come without knowing the schedule so each time a large vehicle rounds that corner and turns you start to think that it’s here only to realize it’s just a van and you have to sit back down on the ad-filled, rain-soaked bench until another one does the same…

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A Poem — The fog is lifting from my eyes and opening up a new world that looks oddly like the old one but seemingly more hopeful I think I allowed the fog to remain so my vision would be clouded until I was really ready to step out and see the sun…

A Poem — Gone are the days of regret when I sat idly by and let time slip to give myself solace from thoughts that overwhelmed me because of so many singular things outside of my modicum of control Gone are the expectations that others wrapped around me in order to keep me still when all…

A Poem — Hello dear I would like to make you a logo You are going to love it as if I needed a logo for a brand that was already bustling and this person is hustling against the sands of time to sell me on a two-second project DM to be featured in…

On the Search for Reality — Most of your followers are fake. Your DMs are fake. Your photos are fake. Your quick response is fake. The dating profiles you see are fake. Your bios are fake. Your essays are fake. Everything is fake. If you are already feeling targeted by this, you are probably faking some…