Growing up and growing strong. Can’t help but feel those happy tears in my soul
Tag Archives: poetry
Sunday Undead
This feeling is reserved for pregaming funerals: you know something is on its way to create change
Felt like Fall
Falling all around
Fired a Man
What a grim reality
Shrug Off
How the wheels keep passing off and turning to another
Watermelon Rind Evening
Cronch cronch crunch
Bruised Sunset
The stillness of the sky
32oz
Timeliness is for suckers
Subtle Differences
Like the medicine cabinet being in the wall instead of attached to it
Slug
3/5/20 Soft sickness—like a wilting flower still soaking up the sun—drips off of my body. My throat aches more than it has before so I now talk with a booming baritone. Any cough pinches at my vocal cords and reminds me I am (as of right now) limited. I have boundaries. My abilities are lockedContinue reading “Slug”
3-Day Weekend
2/16/20 It was a good day. I got new running shoes so I don’t break my feet before August, we went to Amelia’s callback, and we set up times for an audition and photo shoot. It is still weird to me, but any nest egg for her college, or life, is enough. We got home,Continue reading “3-Day Weekend”
Universal Blue
2/3/20 During the simple cadence of the evening I find peace in the discordance. Amelia’s shrieks—refusal to brush her pearly whites—mixed with the heater’s hum fills me with a simple luxury: homeliness. I know the walls of our apartment don’t shine gold. I know the structure of our abode isn’t built upon sapphire stones orContinue reading “Universal Blue”
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