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Brick Wall


Brick Wall, tell me something

say something about you

anything to make the time


a moment last

turn into years

turn this conversation on its ear, with… 166 more words


nom de plume

Is being a poet a testimony or a moniker?

Am I a poet because children laughing makes me sob or that I can’t eat sushi without thinking of ways to compare a tuna roll to the broken relationship with my sister? 231 more words


The Only Thing

I regret from what happened in my past, is that I wasn’t writing while they happened.


The Morning After

I can still smell my friends in my room.

I can still feel the words in the air.

Like dust in the morning sunlight,

The truths are sparkling, softly, shining. 103 more words



who loves me?

who knows…

who knows himself.

who loves

who would leave.

who might?

who needs to be better.

who can tell in this world, 93 more words


#BlogElul 6: Search

I went looking
in my dreams
awake and asleep
not knowing
what it was/where it was/if it was.
Why I was looking.

In the middle of the night… 169 more words