holy slowness
The older you get, the faster time feels for you.
Category: Poetry
I’m in love with half of you (a poem)
I’ll slowly learn the rest of you…
I won’t die as someone who was tormented by life.
Back when each kiss really meant something…
The wind is blowing again…
“I wish I could travel like you do,” is a sentence I hear a lot.
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negative space
Maybe I’m just cynical after being back in the suburbs for a year. The world is calling and I’ll probably answer it soon.
You’ll never get over the ones you loved.
“Can you still hear me over the sound of the passing decades?”
Each of us is so freaking full of life
I inhaled the sweaty air of the dance floor and couldn’t help but smile…
The Depths, Part 1: “In the morning I will die.”
“See this, my son? This is the fury of the gods.”
Jesus, the Tornado
You can no more nail down Jesus (heh) than you can a tornado.
8 Ways to Cut Down on Toilet Paper
5. Eating leads to pooping which leads to wiping.