Poetry,Random Thoughts,Writing August 16: Milestones My dreams are [getting] old My life is stained I have spilled coffee on my soul My heart has…
Poetry,Writing You Maybe you are the melody That makes music of my words Or maybe you became a heartbeat In my…
Poetry,Writing Beauty is the Small Things Sometimes I am A shallow void Looking for depth Sometimes I am white noise Jostling against myself Looking for uniformity…
Uncategorized Unspoken I woke up before the sun And wanted all of Your seventy-five kilograms, Your stretch marks, your blemishes…
Poetry,Writing Let’s Begin Again In this uneven voice My first words found you. They were distant like a lost song That came to me…
Poetry,Writing This Day These Days This day these days are quiet days, I feel a peace that belies the war Between uncertainty and optimism. And…
