I am the weakest person alive. I tell myself I am not. But I am.

Hi Megan,

Thought you might like to know that not only was your midterm grade the highest in my class, it was also the highest in the school.

Congratulations,

M. Hamilton

Dumb votes, this is what campaigning has become; on the surface voters with no concrete understanding of politics who vote on emotion. If you try to do the research, hop on your laptop and sift through each candidates legislature, voting record, or floor speeches, I can safety assume that probably 5 percent of readers can translate the jargon into ( Read more... )

Today, a hip poetry zine called Origami Condom published two of my poems ( Read more... )

My life is turning more and more into poetry. I wish that meant romance, or archaic language expressing beauty, but it's more contemporary than that. Poetry, my life, meaning I can't see out of eyes that only see, instead, thoughts become lines, nature becomes ideas, trivial every day visions; omens ( Read more... )

I've had Radiohead's 'videotape' replaying over and over in my brain since their show on Wednesday, which has altered me well beyond expectation. On the list of most incredible nights of my life their show sits in high rank. On the lawn, we could hear pin drops. The first cloudless night of the entire summer, resting with myself and my all, ( Read more... )

I'll banish the anxiety that came with the heaping pile of bills in my mailbox this morning, after spending all of my money on minimum payments just days ago. Time moves so fast, when you are broke, and paying back credit cards you maxed out in some desire to erase your depression ( Read more... )

mindful progression to this formless place, good evening ( Read more... )

Funny that is 11:27 as I enter this page. Funny, funny funny ( Read more... )

Retreating to this template to release some pent up anxiety. I blame this on visiting family, whom I love dearly, but cause way too much hysteria around a house that was silent all year. My aunt flew in from cali for my grandmothers 80th birthday (kay, she doesnt let me call her grandmother, sense the dysfunction). My aunt is a complete go-getter ( Read more... )