By Che Guevara Staring didn't accomplish much ... I've started something again in idea a modern thought of infinite outcomes. You can now rejoice for I have began something bigger than you or I creator of this world and the next farewell I have bested what the majority keeps in contemplation ain't it something we … Continue reading Something Bigger
dear muses, we haven't spoken in over a year. the last time i saw you, you were angry with me. and you told me i was a distraction. and you, you, and you! those smiles, the wry wit, the winks. how you play the piano, and how you are passionate about your business, and you! … Continue reading Muses
i feel like a sometimes-poet. this day happens to to be one of those cloudy ones where all you want to do is roll up your sleeves and mindlessly scroll through your instagram, deleting photos of those moments where you were distinctly unhappy but posted smiles anyway. i'm on a deleting spree and i accidentally … Continue reading sometimes-poet
"Inverted Bell Curve" By Patrick Delehanty No relationship in my life has brought me greater joy, deeper sadness, bigger smiles, or more tears than the one I have with my parents. All of these emotions happen on very natural and universal levels to which we can all relate but are unique to the lives to … Continue reading Parental Dissonance II
I've always wondered at the dissonance we experience between how our parents want us to live our lives, and how we actually want to live them. Growing up in a religious household, I often felt as though I was simply going through the motions and not living a life I was proud of. The residual … Continue reading Parental Dissonance
enjoying this moment, stillness with a hint of playfulness, as i lay on my stomach, wait for a much awaited package from my favorite author, a gift from a beloved friend back home. listening to a slow folk song, remembering what it is to be myself. there's freedom here, in this moment. no idea what … Continue reading New Sensation
Staring at the tiles Spreadsheets Blinding screens Made brighter by the overwhelming headlights of my own expectation. Sans motivation. How can I earn a vacation when I'm on the brink of humiliation, when my mind is devastation, consumed with creation and elation yet stifled by industrialization. When my eyes think, blink, bending over the sink … Continue reading An Exercise in Forgiveness
There are few things in life that are more soothing to me than coloring. Coloring. Markers, crayons, colored pencils, chalk. Anything. And so I have decided to write about it, for the sake of writing about it - and it'll all be in organized little lines, like my poems or prose pieces. In the turmoil … Continue reading Reaching Stillness
ah! finally!someone i can talk toas smart as ias weird as ias blunt as ias artistic as iaswaitwhy am i happyfinding someone so likemyselfyou narcissist, you. sometimesi just wanted to writeall over the wallsin permanent markerand the walls would probably sayHow Dare You Take Yourself Away From Mei'm thinking this bright blue ink (like … Continue reading blue.
Breathe in Twinkly eyes Breathe out Twisting curls Breathe in That boyish smirk Breathe out Booming laugh Breathe in Strong grip, masculine hands Breathe out Gentle lips, Feigned passion? Perhaps But you looked wistfully at me As I walked away.