I wish my point of view didn't exist. Don't want to be human, don't want to sweat the small stuff, but when I do, I know an inner-explosion is about to occur That being fed up thing. I used to point fingers forward, I trace all fingers back to me I listened to the heartbeat … Continue reading Just Exactly Dead
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"Don't do it, it takes your DNA. Who knows what they do with it. It could be used for eugenic's research," she said as we walked towards Target. "Yeah but I don't know who my biological mom is and thats the only way I can possibly find her." It came in the mail yesterday. The … Continue reading DNA Testing
I thought of you yesterday, there were berries. Wild berries, I thought of us eating the berries and climbing the trees. I thought of us going through the woods, and the way that we would fight over who would get to climb which tree. The way that I would miss you when we would fight, … Continue reading Berry Tree Days
This is a spoken word/poetic story that was also performed at The Moth in L.A. on Valentine's Day in 2017. This writing expresses the depths of my feelings towards divorce and along with that my questioning religion. "He was wearing that yellow shirt. His eyes sparkled."
"I don't want to let the memories go." "But you were never made to live in a memory."
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