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Hope

This is one of the very first poems I ever wrote, I was 16 years old at the time. Hope you enjoy! Hope Depression is hard; It is desperate, It is desolate, comfortless, dark Hopeless A race from the blast... Continue Reading →

Another Life Update

Hey guys, I recently figured out my plans for this summer, and it's gonna be a wild ride, so I thought you might be interested in knowing too! I just graduated from college yesterday! Next week I have a week-long... Continue Reading →

American Anxiety

This is a literary analysis through American history, maybe you'll find it interesting! Anxiety in America Humanity as a species are filled with anxiety; our bodies are wired to react to stress and danger, but as civilization progressed – and... Continue Reading →

Who is Happening?

Your eyes open, blink once, twice, as they adjust to the light. The ceiling comes into focus and your body is bending, upwards, away from the warmth. Bare feet on rough carpet, rough hand on cold doorknob, you walk to... Continue Reading →

The Power of Words

The Power of Words Words are like water, Running downhill to the ocean of my mouth, Flash floods and droughts having their turns, Try to cup them in your mind and they'll run out through the cracks.   Words are... Continue Reading →

An Ode to Scott Pruitt

This is in light of the new 'Transparency Rule' stating that science cannot be used in policy making unless all the raw data is available (ignoring the existence of privacy laws in medical and psychological research), I decided to write... Continue Reading →

Emotional Control

Hey guys! I wrote this piece intending to read it at a slam poetry competition next Monday! I've never written or performed a slam poem, and am actually pretty new to the world of poetry, so if any of you... Continue Reading →

How to be a Man

How to be a Man When I was three years old, I would berate myself When sent to my room. "So stupid! I'm a bad kid!" My mother wanted to comfort me, But my father preferred to let me work... Continue Reading →

What I’m Looking For

What I'm Looking For I'm looking for something, Can you help me find it? I'm not sure when I had it last; It wasn't high school, Staying up nights struggling to stay alive, Feeling worth less than the pencil shavings... Continue Reading →

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