a solid month and a half of mental drought lead to sobbing phone call from someone I had forgotten, an old friend eager to rekindle, a web comic I had forgotten, and this...

eighty-eight

I can’t sleep anymore.

I lie in bed all night and picture
strong hands, fingers entwined in my hair
pulling my face back and smashing it down
into the windshield of a ( Read more... )

blues metal

cool logic and cold steel

squeeze it, don’t pull it

eternity is a loaded word and

this is a loaded gun

9 millimeters of molten lead

gift-wrapped in flesh

daughter

I had a dream that I had a daughter. I’m not sure why or how the dream came about, but it did, and for a while I had a daughter. I remember knowing that her ( Read more... )

Yellow Vinyl Skirt

The autumn light pours through the window

pooling on the carpet, and splashing up

to paint the walls in a crayon orange glow.

Your presence overwhelms the room

filling all the spaces the light missed

making it hard to sit still.

Every breath feels fake and forced,

like I have to work at pushing it out just right,
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Merry fuckin Christmas

The cop was so sure you were too drunk to drive. The look on his face when you blew a .04, that exact moment when he realized that all the alcohol smell was coming from me, was priceless. But I guess the moral to all of this is I should never assume something will be okay just because someone told me it will, and you should never stop to cry at the ( Read more... )

Last night I learned that Gary Gygax passed away. For those of you that don't know, Gary (us nerds usually refer to him just as Gygax or Gary) developed the game Dungeons and Dragons. He was 69 and suffering from some health issues, but he was still writing modules and hosting gaming sessions this past January. He wrote a lot of the adventures I ( Read more... )

Ever do something really awesome and then follow it up with something so dumb it more or less negates the awesome ( Read more... )

Last poem out of my Creative Writing project.

blues metal

cool logic and cold steel

squeeze it, don’t pull it

eternity is a loaded word and

this is a loaded gun

9 millimeters of molten lead

gift-wrapped in flesh

daughter

I had a dream that I had a daughter. I’m not sure why or how the dream came about, but it did, and for a while I had a daughter. I remember knowing that her mother and I didn’t like each other very much. In my dream we were separated, possibly never together.

I don’t even remember my daughter’s name. She was young - probably about ( Read more... )

I realize I haven't posted the entirety of my poetry portfolio, and I promise I'll get it posted, but I have been writing this semester as well. I don't have the luxury of a workshop class anymore, so I'm turning to all the wonderful people I know read this (all 2 of you) to help me a little. I need this really and truly workshopped. Say what you ( Read more... )