Writing 002

Beautifully Broken What they said was a lie. They said I would fall in love with her the way you fall asleep- slowly, then all at once. That was a lie. I remember it hurting. Looking at her hurt. I only saw her three times but each time I always felt the same. I always…

Writing 001

My Wild Flower, I’ll always remember you the same, eyes like wild flowers, hair flowing like the waves. But maybe you were the ocean when I was just a stone. Cold and emotionless, until you’re with me. And darling you are with me, always around me. I promise I’ll hold it in so we can…

Writing Inspiration

Why I write: I am moved by a books ability to pull you out of one reality and into another It’s the only way I can be honest with myself It’s the purest form of the truth I feel too much and sometimes poetry is the only way to express this Catharcism I write for…