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*A poem of frustration written shortly after the shooting at Borderline Bar & Grill in Thousand Oaks, CA, a place that I’d frequented and loved. Where were you that day— The day of the shooting? Did you have the week off for vacation? And how can the creator of the world take vacations? Why didn’t […]
There she sat beside me in class Twitching. The professor spoke But all I could hear was the sound of her Twitching. A moment of stillness and then the motion of her Twitch. A sudden movement Interrupted by calmness, Immobility. I began to count the seconds between each Twitch. One. Two. Three. Four. Twitch. Others […]
At unspeakable hours is when they like to come— Never in the daylight for fear of being discovered By those who are not allowed to know. They chose me, and it’s a curse and a blessing. The first night they arrived, it was ordinary and bright. The moon shone a yellowish hue through my […]
“I know pain. I know what pain feels like.” My mother looked at me, uncertain. Startled by my words. The psychiatrist looked around the room, nervous, Wiping sweat from his brow And letting his shirt soak up the dampness from his palms. “I know how it feels to dive deep into yourself, To go […]
I don’t write to be perfect I write for you Who is wonderful In your imperfection And so I write To feel wonderful To feel emptied And replenished Each time that I am filled To the brim With all that it means To be human I write To be imperfect And to feel Perfect doing […]
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