It is unreasonably uncanny what I do to myself when I’m deep in thought. 9 months ago she left and to this day it still burns to know I can’t align the contours of my arms around her body. We were perfectly sculpted for each other. Reoccurring dreams, not of an event but of a …
The pain is too much Having to leave somebody You’d rather be with
In my first horror short story, Amy revolves around the narrator recollecting a time he found a wallet on his walk home. Carrying the wallet overnight lead to a series of supernatural events. I remember the night I met her like it was yesterday. There was a crisp chill in the air that would occasionally brush …
I am thankful for the words I say For the thoughts I can have For the letters I can write And for the clothes I can wear I am thankful for the food that I eat For the places that I go For the friends I can see And the memories I can share I …
What does it mean to be a friend? The definition is incredibly widespread and diverse among many people. To some it means providing presence in a time of need. Times of trouble, elation, or achievements. To others it means to accept their request on Facebook. I dedicate the following poem to a friend of mine: …
Age becomes the bane. As we grow older, we tend to experience a loss in availability, productivity and even mobility. Life gets in the way and we lose our drive to pursue the passion projects we’ve humbly set for ourselves. In most cases we become too dependent on the job we’ve buried our heads in …
Four in the morning: “I should probably sleep soon” … After this haiku
There is no arrangement of words more powerful in this modern universe than the phrase we use when parting ways: “Keep in touch”. I’ve always found this commonly used idiom to be poetry within itself; it’s the parting words we speak when we plan to, for the most part, remain in contact with the person …
This is a haiku I don’t see the poetry But at least I tried
Mind the gap. I’ve always fallen under that pretense, but never really seeking what it means or what relevance it pertains to me. Carefully treading water until the tides direct me to shore, finding solace in what waits for me on the rusted sand. Handing over a previous life to a beach house once built, the …
