Becoming a Poet
I started writing in high school after my first love dumped me. I was devastated. Though …
Last Day of High School
This is it. My last day of high school. Fuck, I am sad that’s it’s over, but I am more …
Start of The Brainstorm
I hate telling this story because it makes me feel small. Plus its cliche and boring but …
A Memorial for a Dog
It has occured to me this evening that bulldogs and new environments don’t always go well…
The Untold Truth
What’s that word again? Blurred memories, I keep on forgetting that word, besides the poi…
Take A Slice
Growing up, being taught that beauty only illuminates when you’re skinny. That jolted …
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