It Is Not Easy

It’s not easy to like yourself. It is even harder to write about the act of doing so. it even more difficult to write about the act of doing so while being filled with anxiety about writing about the act of doing so. I’m sorry it is hard to follow. But that’s just a taste…

Stumbling.

stumbling. upon poetry filled with painful nostalgia is jarring and also sobering. reality becomes vivid and suddenly all of my problems are sitting next to me nudging my arm. there’s a hole in my elbow. my issues don’t know when to let go and I don’t know where to go when I get this low,…

Delicate in the Morning

I’m delicate in the mornings. tears can slip out so easily. my face moistened, dewy grass. I am the twilight sky in summer dawn. searching for the light. with nothing but a looking glass and a heavy bag of blight. Yet I’m so light. you’d think I could take flight if it wasn’t for my…

What I Want To Do

I really want to make people laugh. I want to move people. I want to shake people. I want them to be filled with emotion, and I really want to make them laugh. I want to tell jokes and stories that I find solace in on stage floors, under bright unflattering lights, while sharing laughs…

mind inventing murphy’s law

whenever. whenever I think about something that I enjoy, a person, an event, I can’t find the right words and it’s so annoying. My racing mind is like a word search except the word bank keeps changing places. but I always can clearly think of how things can go wrong. Of how actors or real…

I Am Obsessed.

I am obsessed with engorging myself. Partly because I haves an oral fixation, another part is the glamour that surrounds the luxury of having snacks and bountiful amounts of food, only a glamour enjoyed by narcissistic first worlders aka Americans. Partly because eating feeds the delusion that I am filling a void – you see…

For Manchester.

Above is a photo of thousands of people gathering in Albert Square to remember victims of the Manchester bombing attack that occurred last night. 22 people’s lives ended yesterday. 59 were wounded. An entire country has been scarred once again. In fact they are still recovering from the London attack which occurred less than 3…

Drugs: My All Time Favorite Crush

drugs. my all time favorite crush: I rest my arms on them when I get tired, and use them to prop myself up when I don’t have the energy to do it myself, I use them to move forward. I use them to help me guide myself into the next day without free falling facefirst…

So Fucking Annoying.

anxiety is so fucking annoying. being worried about the future is so fucking annoying. obsessive thoughts are so fucking annoying. eczema is so fucking annoying. ugly skin is so fucking annoying. not being able to relax is so fucking annoying. constantly being driven by a vice is so fucking annoying. having physical and mental health issues…

drugs, scabs, and attention.

drug addiction is a hell of a drug. vices are a hell of a drug. self medication. distraction. a cloak to protect you from reality. vices are so necessary as we are being bombarded with constant sensory stimuli, we have to find something that we feel gives our brains a break. vices such as a…

men, peacocks and femme culture

Men do nothing but purchase proverbial peacock feathers in an attempt to flex in front of women to get their attention. I don’t know if you’re familiar with the peacock mating process but it includes a the male peacock performing an elaborate dance and spreading his feathers. The male peacocks are actually the only ones…