
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 […]
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). […]
When you lose everything and everyone, it’s hard to stay on the tracks until you notice you were pretending and didn’t have anything to begin with.
Tell me it’s okay. I know it’s not, but I want you to tell me anyway. The world is passing by in a wisp of smoke and I’ve lost sight of the ground. Tell me who you are, who I […]
I want to slow it all down, take it back to an abandoned, dusty town, ride my bike down the alley and make out with an old flame, pushing him against the wall while no one is watching.