A poem written in my angsty teenage years. Enjoy. Go do this, go do that. Temper temper. Relax. Don't get mad. Why are you here? Why didn't you do that instead? Breathe breathe, don't get mad. Do the dishes. But they're your dishes. Go clean. I've been working all day, you've been home all day - why … Continue reading Temper, Temper.
The date was April 18th, 2009. The gloom was ominous. Kidding. I don't actually know what the date was. But it was sometime in April of my senior year of high school. Since there was barely any funding for trips of any kind in my school, for our senior trip they decided to take us to … Continue reading The Race
I can feel the air turning to ice as it leaves my mouth. I'm standing under the heating lamps that line the subway, an island of warmth for waiting commuters. An old Asian man stands to my right, so old. So old that his wrinkles have wrinkles, that he neck seems to sway with the … Continue reading Baby, it’s Cold Outside