Poetry is yoga for your brain
So, I was texting with my daughter this morning. In addition to all the 2020 shit storm, my dad is going downhill quickly. Not Covid-related,… Read More »Poetry is yoga for your brain
So, I was texting with my daughter this morning. In addition to all the 2020 shit storm, my dad is going downhill quickly. Not Covid-related,… Read More »Poetry is yoga for your brain
People in power hoard social justice like gold like there’s a finite supply, as if I must go without for you to have any. … Read More »Hoarding Social Justice
The days go up, the days go round The days go all round and a round Today I am down, tomorrow I’ll be up On… Read More »For I know the evil that lives inside
If you liked my former account yayuki you can find texts of me in my ebook seed of thoughts. I will try my best to… Read More »seed of thoughts
Voice over artist Nick Zane has put 2 of my poems into production. The can be found at http://www.nickzanevoice.com/home.html then click the Short Stories tab.… Read More »Voice over artist Nick Zane has put 2 of my poems into production
Tell me darling, where do we stand because I cant take it anymore. I fall asleep with you wrapped tight and morning screaming out the… Read More »Losing It
Life’s a mess It’s about the times when you don’t feel it in your bones, life takes you places you don’t even want to go.… Read More »A poem on a messy phase of life
Dreary existence lost in a world of unsure circumstance. Reveling in defeat once again. This is so long a story. Where do I even begin?… Read More »Untitled Poem of Pain
Her May be she didn’t get enough love to give it back. May be she was taught to be like that. She was a blank… Read More »Poem: Her
I saw you in the distance and I knew you were the one. We had met before, but only in the hallway of our building. Your… Read More »CEDARS OF LEBANON… (ADULT)