Sometimes we have hope to bring peace in a lost world it carries us home and leads us when misguided truth and hope free those who fear

Harry Chapin on his Grandfather: “My grandfather was a painter. He died at age eighty-eight, he illustrated Robert Frost’s first two books of poetry and he was looking at me and he said, ‘Harry, there are two kinds of tired: there’s good-tired, and there’s bad-tired.’ He said, ‘Ironically enough, bad-tired can be a day that […]

It’s difficult to feel like a man With tears rolling down your cheeks It beats feeling nothing at all. Sadness does not symbolize weakness Rather an expression Life is heavy and people are fragile Love unconditionally Give support when people are incapable of asking for it Give space when there is nothing else to offer […]

Thank you Chuck Palahniuk. For teaching me how to feel. Thank you Albert Camus. For teaching me that suicide is unjustifiable. Thank you Truman Capote. For teaching how to be fabulous. Thank you Alan Watts. For centering me when I lose control. Thank you Ernest Hemingway. For teaching me the value of losing myself. Thank […]

Truth be told I’m lost Like a leaf moved by currents Floating and waiting Knowledge and understanding Seeking creates an absence

Always parting ways The red dawn draws people home Head down, barely there An idle brain runs rampant The eyes, the neck, the soul, hang

Between two abysses Time frames a fluid moment A realization Defines how we move along Energy flows forever

It’s the same old shit Monotanously painful A thorn in my soul Inches deeper with each step Life is a line we follow

My self is centered My life is out of control My self is suspect Progress is necessary Courage is untameable

It’s a cool, cool breeze That sends shivers down my spine Summer nights move slow Slow enough to make one feel Calm waves of tranquility