Tag Archive | Reflection
5-15-16
26 and still escaping sleep like the plauge. Could it be that I’m attempting the impossible by holding off the dawning of a new day? Worried that waking could lead to God knows what. Some days after waking, there’s no desire in leaving bed. Other days I can’t even rest my head, knowing all of […]
9/1/16
Just wait. Really, What are we doing? Not sure quite what to think You’ve got no answer Not one you’re ready to give Still deciding if it’s worth it? Me too We’re one in the same That’s why you got me leaving women be. All of them that ain’t you Simply ain’t worth you The […]
Expressionism – 12-28-14
12-28-14 My 25th birthday. Scary. 25. Quarter-life? Do most people live this much in 25 years? Sure. They may accomplish more in societies eyes; careers, marriages, babies, mortgages, 401ks, etc – all that bullshit needed to build a cookie-cutter blueprint around white picket fences. Those people fit society like a glove. What about the rest […]
Expressionism – 5-31-15
Lucky for not one, but two. Metropolitan playgrounds, feeding off each other. Saint Paul. My love. My fair hearted, timeless, home on the East of the Mississippi. Your skyline glows as I sit at one of my favorite look-out points. Watching you. Remembering. This spot was haunted by her. Still one of the best things […]
Expressionism – Cont. – 2014 and beyond.
Hey everyone. Long time no see, right? Hope whoever is reading this is doing well. Life, as you know, gets busy and these last few months have been packed. Making it a point to set some time aside and get back to sharing some writing though. Earlier this year I released raw versions of my […]
Expressionism – Worn – Winter 2012
Worn, cold, limited Bold, bare, skinless So many lost words, Losing it here, win-less Countless thoughts, Views remain unfinished Minutes count for hours And I feel like a coward. Rough to the touch, hollow Broken to the bone. Broken to the core. Fragments lie alone. Stuck in the head, Trapped in the mental dome. The […]
Expressionism – 10-29-13 (2)
Mental note: don’t go mental. If shit comes and goes, why do we grasp so tightly? Like love will dissipate any moment, our money will vanish, our time will waste away. We know it comes in at its own and evaporates when it decides. We realize our choices and the fact that we’re ultimately powerless. […]
Expressionism – Undated from Winter 2012
What a sick world it is, that we let things like addictions run our lives. Not only ours, but also the ones we love and actually want nothing but the best for. They halt their own progression just to help us through our bumps and falls. It’s not that they go unappreciated, but sometimes they […]
Back in Denver
Took a trip to Denver in March 2014-After months of come-and-go writers block, traveling forced me to tap back into wordplay as a therapy tool. Was in an unfamiliar place with news that felt catastrophic, had to fall back on an old crutch. Thankful for this trip, and this piece because it freed that trapped […]
What I’ve Learned
The month is only about halfway through but I want to make this a regular thing. Some reflection and outlook on what’s happened in life, and what I’ve taken from it is important in progressing as a person. Taking the time to properly process things sometimes isn’t the easiest. Life gets busy. That’s no excuse. […]
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 