Unacknowledged Does Not Equal Nonexistent
Our past is strewn with clues: some are as subtle as a phrase, habitually repeated without thought, while others are as obvious as a dead body. Which symbols, which images do we use over and over, perhaps without understanding why?…
Tear It Out
A poem from way back in June, 2016 Billy’s life of quiet desperationnever before concerned you,so why pretend to care now? I stepped in to fill the void you leftwhen you snuck away with Ted,taking with you all Billy held…
Know Thyself
Thoughts of this languishing writing platform have been gnawing at me for weeks. I keep telling myself that I should post something new, but I always get stopped by those demons of doubt telling me I’m not good enough. That…
