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When I used to hand out flyersand put poems on the back of them with my website promoting my poetry as much as the specific show where I would do my poetry (even though I called them "pieces" instead of … Continue reading →

The question really isn’t whether you’re up to the challenge but how long it’s gonna be until you fail it. Hank Williams said it most rightly when he sang “I’m never getting out of this world alive” and it’s true … Continue reading →

She told me she had resolved for the New Year to build relationships that she had let falter over time and I walked beside her waiting for the other shoe to drop. “I am trying to fix the mistakes of … Continue reading →

So this is New Year’s Eve and what have you done? What have you accomplished in the last three hundred and sixty five other than staying alive? What achievements have you knocked out that you aren’t just going to have … Continue reading →

I don’t promote artistic events anymore because I don’t, for the most part, host artistic events anymore because no one went to my artistic events – but this may be because of the anemic energy I invested in my promoting … Continue reading →

I should learn about poetry. I know nothing about it except how to rhyme there and their and where and were- (as in were-wolf, doncha know) and how you don’t always have to rhyme if you’re writing free verse. I … Continue reading →

In the story I meant to tell you there were many details I intended to leave out for fear of harming sensitive ears. I intended to censor myself in the tale I neglected to tell it seems. I wanted to … Continue reading →

I stopped writing for a while because I thought I was doing something better in a different form of writing (so I guess I was still writing but not writing poetry {if you can call this poetry, really [which I … Continue reading →

I think I won this time. I think – for once – I beat them. I gave the better gifts. I outspent the enemy and made them look like shit. I was the victor and the others were oppressed by … Continue reading →

Every time I see you calling I send to voicemail, fast as sin. It’s important when you’re calling that you see that I’m not in. I feel fine, like I know I should and the fact that you’re away makes … Continue reading →