Unemployment.
A storm is bustling at 5AM, the first day you wake up unemployed. You make yourself some coffee, as always, You whip up some breakfast, as always, But that is it. You read a book, You drove your car, You […]
A storm is bustling at 5AM, the first day you wake up unemployed. You make yourself some coffee, as always, You whip up some breakfast, as always, But that is it. You read a book, You drove your car, You […]
When you choose to let go, the world stops And you know that, So that’s why you jumped Because you needed us, But we didn’t understand. Now we know, but you’re gone And your pain has scattered. Your monster […]
Hello, beautiful faithful readers. Today, I have some strange, late-night poetry for you. It was inspired by writer’s blocks, editor’s blocks, filmmaking blocks, life blocks, and existential anxiety (which is always a precursor to any poetry I have ever written). […]
In November 2017, I wrote a piece regarding PTSD after getting floxed. The following is that piece, resurfaced: