Too good

August 28, 2017

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For me, it seems. Or anyone, for that matter. On your High Horse, atop your Pedestal. Your chin aligned with the Gods. I look at you, unworthy; unsure if I should bow. But it dawns on me; you’re human. With the personality of a deity. All simply because you’re pretty. Anyone shows you love So […]

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Black Monday: A Story of My Life

July 25, 2017

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It comes as no surprise that today ended the way it did: with me fucking up. Although it’s more than likely just coincidence, somehow today’s date is almost like a Friday the 13th to me. You see, July 24th has a few significant meanings. First, and least importantly, it’s the day the registration for my […]

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A Ghost

May 24, 2017

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Today I want to talk to you about ghosting. For those of you who don’t know what that is, it is when you stop talking to someone. That’s being simply put. More so, it is when someone ceases all communication without explanation. There is a reason, mind you. But the person who stops communicating will […]

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Dear Hannah

May 16, 2017

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I know how you felt. I know the loneliness that you described like the back of my hand; the pain, the emptiness. And it makes me sad that no one was there for you. It makes me sad that so many people in your life had failed you. I like to think that if I […]

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So it goes

April 29, 2017

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On the way home I spot numerous women in all-too-revealing cowgirl outfits: short-shorts, fishnets, crop tops, cowboy hats. The scene ignites an all-too-familiar loneliness that begins in the pit of my stomach as though I ate something that didn’t agree with it. Then it gradually works its way up to my mind, prompting a need […]

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For Eternity

April 7, 2017

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I finally found what to say, To you, my confidant; always receiving my feelings, my thoughts, my troubles. I’m alone; in heart, in spirit, in mind. She didn’t want me, like they always don’t. Friendship is enough, for them, but not for me. I wish I could decide, when to have a meaningful connection; when […]

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Ghosted: A Story of My Life

March 27, 2017

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As I sit here listening to a sad song on repeat, the only thing keeping my soul warm is a glass of rum and coke. Every now and then I glance over my shoulder to see if my phone’s screen has lit up, meaning a notification of some kind; hopefully, of course, a text message. Particularly, […]

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