I've been thinking long and hard about what to say on this and I have settled on the following: Okay. Not even thank you, because I feel as though all of you who cosigned this laughable decree of pseudo-oppression are locked on to this idea wholeheartedly. You don't deserve gratitude. Okay, as in at least... Continue Reading →
Toolbox and the Junkyard
I remember during undergrad, sitting in a small conference room, waiting for my professor to enter. The class was intermediate poetry and I felt the familiar nervo-excitement I always had going into my creative writing classes, but especially poetry. Prose is easy. You string words together, make a foundation, take up as much space as... Continue Reading →
What Can We Enjoy?
Like most other folks, I read the news. In fact, I consider it my responsibility to read the news because not being informed or paying attention is not an option for many of those directly affected by what is going on in our world. So, I must pay attention and be informed so that I... Continue Reading →
The Somewhere Else
I’ve always been a fan of escapism. And, as someone with ADD, I am always infinitely more interested in the Somewhere Else. The Somewhere Else is the place I imagine where I have the unlimited potential to accomplish the most amazing things. It is the place where I never have to worry about hating my... Continue Reading →