There used to be a time, not so long ago, (well actually…pretty long ago), when I would write out my agony, the emotions that defined me. It was the inception of my relationship with poetry. Oh the sweet, sweet years of teenage, where every emotion that you feel is as high as heaven, as fiery as […]
“It maybe that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work, and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey.” – Wendell Berry I know not what I look for, or what I yearn / I know not what is missing […]
That one day you will be living in the city of your dreams / That one day day you will be living the life you hadn’t even dreamed of / That one day you will be living life outside the usual narrative, and it will be fabulous / That one day you will be sitting […]
Blank – like a canvas. I write, I erase, I type, I delete. A thousand thoughts and no words at all. Blank – like a canvas. A restlessness, few feelings too many. This is where it all began. Outlet through words, a mind’s escape, my mind. A dream of today, born many yesterdays ago. A […]
312 days. Along this journey, which by no means is complete (or even close to), I’ve stumbled a million times, fallen a few hundred of those, and even failed in some versions. But somehow, I found it in myself, and through stories of others, to keep moving forward, one foot in front of the other. […]
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