poem

Unemployment.

A storm is bustling at 5AM, the first day you wake up unemployed. You make yourself some coffee, as always, …

When You Choose to Let Go

When you choose to let go, the world stops And you know that, So that’s why you jumped Because you …

Trapped on an Island

Hello, beautiful faithful readers. Today, I have some strange, late-night poetry for you. It was inspired by writer’s blocks, editor’s …

Amaretto: Free-verse

In November 2017, I wrote a piece regarding PTSD after getting floxed. The following is that piece, resurfaced: