I am from nothing.
From privilege thoughts
and poor choices.
I am from rumpled
school uniforms
and skinned knees.
From the stinging
taste of red clay
to the black and
blue sleeves of
prepubescent rage.
I am from
giant dogwoods
whose long-
reaching branches
scrapped against
that endless,
black celling.
The forever
nights, holding
on to Dogwood
limbs. Eyes un-
blinking. Starring
into the abyss
of creation.
From
Cap’n Crunch
and chocolate
milk to black
coffee and cigarettes.
I am from
absent brothers
and forgetful
fathers.
I am from
awkward crushes
to adolescent
wet-dreams of
the budding
tulips walking
down our halls.
From the
class clowns
to the wall-
flowers.
From the
fuck-ups
to the
*Prima
Donnas*.
From the Sunday fields
of old and new
to the Wednesday
rivers of the born again.
I am from
the warming
light.
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
Sleepless nights.
Letters read.
Poems written.
Faith restored.
Passion persisted.
Love sustained.
Forever,
Forever.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Death is upon us all on this dark day.
Death is upon us all on this dark
Death is upon us all on this
Death is upon us all on
Death is upon us all
Death is upon us
Death is upon
Death is
Death.
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
Memento Mori.
Remember,
my dear
friends, and
listen well.
One day,
we will
all die.
You are
all pieces
of ****
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 4:27 PM UTC