uh hi, everybody what's up?

love is hard.

I'm done playing games.

Slugabed: someone who spends all of their time sleeping late or idling in bed. To try and jump back into writing, I've decided to launch my Eloquence Project. Every day (or as often as I can) I'm goi...

To my love, because sometimes shit gets tough.

not that i'll ever know

I don't really know where I was going with this. It's 2 AM and I'm just spouting half-complete, semi-coherent thoughts.

Sorry about my absence. It's been hard to turn the thoughts in my head into words on a page, lately.

I fell asleep writing this poem 3 years ago. The irony of it was enough to keep me from ever finishing.

Somehow, now, I find comfort in the thought.

In remembrance of those who gave their lives September 7th, 2001.

I write about you a lot now

I was finally, finally over you. We were both hurting, but you got away.

A letter to my father, who will never again read my written word.

Just a little something to keep everyone going. I know sometimes life is tough, but please never give up.

to a boy from a girl

I wrote a poem about not having any inspiration. A blessing in disguise?

long lost love poems