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  • Never Get Old

    Never Get Old

    “I’d like to offer you some advice,” he said, putting the cup of tea down in front of me and lighting a cigarette. “And what’s that?” I asked, wrapping my hands around the cup of tea. I had expected it to warm…

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  • Player One, Ready!

    Player One, Ready!

    If you don’t get the reference, it’s from playing video games. Specifically arcade games (for me anyway). You dropped your money into the slot and pressed how many players there were and off you go battling your little heart out until you…

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  • Round and Round

    Round and Round

    Life on the blue and green planet spins round and round. That’s how it is. That’s how it always will be. Until the end of time. Whenever that is. Existence evolves and sometimes devolves, but more often than not, it evolves. Hopefully,…

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  • December Haikus

    December Haikus

    360 days of haikus. I started writing these on a whim on January 6th after I read  “The Portable Jack Kerouac”. I gave myself a challenge to write every day and though it might not have been my traditional style of writing…

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  • Songs of My Life: December 2017

    Songs of My Life: December 2017

    The first part of December was a bit of a struggle mentally and emotionally for me. As I neared the anniversary of my mom’s death, I honestly didn’t think I could take any more tears or pain. My soul rallied and we…

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  • Feeling Blah

    Feeling Blah

    This has been a shitty week for me emotionally, mentally and spiritually. It might be remnants of November or it could be this is the week my mama passed away 8 years ago. There have been nights where I can’t stop crying…

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  • Tired

    Tired

    Spiritually Mentally Emotionally I am tired My mind is tired My soul is exhausted My heart is done I am tired of giving Tired of not receiving Tired of being nothing I am so fucking tired I want to sleep for days…

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  • Witness Mark

    Witness Mark

    It was a witness mark A vague witness mark But a witness mark nonetheless Hidden beneath the dust of depression Covered by the cobwebs of fears Untouched for years Then he came along I bared my soul That’s what hurts the most…

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