My first published poem!
Below is my first published poem, which will appear in Full Sail University’s literary magazine, The Aviator, in the Summer 2012 issue. It’s due out in a few weeks, but you get the first look!...
View ArticleElton John –“Your Song”
This is in my head tonight. I could really use a piano bar and a drink right about now.
View ArticleWorking on some new poetry…
As I mentioned in a previous post, I’ve been in a very poetic mood lately. Writing a new poem every few days. I’ve since submitted several pieces to literary magazines, contests, and publishers in the...
View ArticleMarriage
One of the things I’ve learned after nearly six years of marriage is that it’s not always perfect. It’s rarely the beautiful, singing-hand-in-hand-while-skipping-into-the-sunset sort of thing, despite...
View ArticleThe world is full of GOOD people.
On Friday, I bared my soul to the world by posting a documentary in which I admitted to having an eating disorder. If you haven’t had a chance to see the video yet, you probably didn’t realize that I...
View ArticleHumbled
This morning, I sat down at my desk and committed myself to focus on my homework for class. This is the final project, the culmination of our studies on publishing and distribution. In case you haven’t...
View ArticleAnniversary
April 13th, 2007. That’s the day that I stood before my friends and my family and committed to love, trust, and support one man for the rest of my life. I cannot believe it’s been six years. Six years...
View ArticleA Poem for Liliana
With your first breath, you stole our hearts. Perfection in its tiniest form, you hold us in your little hands. The love we feel for you is indefinable, permanent, and preponderant. Your eyes,...
View ArticleNew Poem: “And so it ends.”
In a strange mood tonight, I decided to channel a combination of emotions, frustrations, and angst into a new poem. It’s not my usual bubbly, optimistic self, so feel free to navigate away if you were...
View ArticleUnedited Love Poem
A poem I wrote during a bout of procrastination. Unedited and clichéd, it’s the first poem I’ve written in a while. I’m definitely out of practice! If I feel up to it, I may tweak/rewrite it in the...
View ArticleGreat, Big World
It’s easy to get wrapped up in the day to day of life. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed. Work, school, gym, eat, bed....
View ArticleManifesto
I want to be me. Not what anyone assumes of me. I’m a sexual person. I won’t be ashamed of it. I want to have sex. Lots of it. I want to read my books without being called a nerd. I want to write my...
View ArticleThe Turtle and the Dove
The Turtle and the Dove. A turtle looked to Heaven,for the sky that bore his love.Many found it awful silly,for a reptile to love a dove. “She makes my heart a’flutter,”said the hard-shell to his...
View ArticleThings That Make Me Happy
There are so many things in life that can disrupt our days. So many wrenches that can be thrown, cracks to trip over, and negative circumstances to arise. Today, I decided to list the things that make...
View ArticleSnowball
A micro story: _________________________________ A little white lie never hurt anyone. That’s how it starts. A small lie, innocent in its origins, but it grows. Like a snowball, rolling, growing...
View ArticleA Few Words on Love
There are so many types of love, it’s cruel that the English language has granted us so few words to describe it. I’ve encountered a variety of different versions of love as an adult, ranging from the...
View ArticleThe Return of Happiness
I feel my happiness coming back. It’s been a slow process, but it’s returning, and I can feel the warmth spreading through my body. I doubt myself less often. I feel encouraged, supported, and...
View ArticleEscape.
feet strike pavement, echoes of a path I used to take. running from you, or toward? both are the same mistake. why do the cracks in the concrete make me crave the scratching tickle of your kiss?...
View ArticleGoodbye, a new poem.
the words come easy, hard candies rolled on the tongue. it should be hard to go, to stay, to want both and none of it at all.
View ArticleHere’s to a Beautiful New Year!
Months of self-doubt, self-hate, and self-destruction culminated in a total catharsis for me this summer. I spent the first half of 2014 thinking I wanted something different –something greater– than...
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