There’s No Such Thing As Writer’s Block

I don’t believe in writer’s block. I used to. But not anymore. I thought I had it for about 6 years. I would sit down to write and… nothing. I would force something, then crumple it up into nothing. That …

I Hear Voices

The voices of my roots are mellow-sometimes shrillI sense their reverberations in my bones,a call for guidance,whether or notto grow up, up all around me,crawl around my frame,tiptoe across my neck-squeeze.Or to grow deep into the earth,sturdy and confident,grounded by …

Ceasefire

It’s a funny thing when a struggle endsand you realiseyou’ve forgottenhow not to struggle,how not to be tense and alert,how not to constantly scan horizons for enemies;and-when a good thingis looking you in the eye-how to open your armsand welcome …

Ghost

We’re not adults. We are phantoms of our former child-selves, built up over the years because you are supposed to be good to children, then torn down over time because that’s what you do when they look older. All Rights …

Victory Over Peace

If we had acceptedthat peace brings better days,hours populated by tranquility,regrets finally balanced on The Ledger,souls devoid of the desire to endlessly run… If we had knownthat we have nothing to look forward toafter raising hell, conquering, punishingour prayers may …

October

It’s the first dayof the last quarterof the year. The voices of January still tell meto own the stubbornness of my ways,hold my errors up like trophies well-earned,be proud of my ugly,dressing scars up in well-worn laughter,decorating them with care,keeping …

Tenses

Don’t say,“If only someone told me!”as if you’d have listened. For-should your run have been neat, tidy,beating effortlessly on cueyou’d have wished for more adventure,more intrigue with which to adorn your history, yet that intrigue has never been cheap; you …

Thoughts Concerning Things

…the number of things people thinkare impossible or by accidentwhen they’re clearly by design,…the number of things we chooseto misinterpret, to ignore,to mistake for something else,…the things we don’t want to know. Those very thingsare what matters to us in …

A Random Thought

Hello, everyone! Long post today (based on something I saw on Reddit) so I’ll jump right in. I am fascinated by the cultishness of family. Family expects everyone to fit into their particular social construct and whomever does not is …