poetry

Unemployment.

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

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 …

Everything and Everyone

When you lose everything and everyone, it’s hard to stay on the tracks until you notice you were pretending and …