It’s the Morning After Dark

The sun has set, the shades are drawn and the screen of my display emanates blue-screen rays to keep me awake. Eyes pinned open like butterfly wings. It's almost June, but it feels like forever since I've set foot beyond the four corners of work, home, store, and gas station. Shrinking my world to a... Continue Reading →

The Classic Fade

Early morning musing based on Mark Manson's "Fuck Yes or No" philosophy. Gotta love smart, slightly vulgar men. 😛 Step into the Gray We've all been there. We meet the guy, girl, they and we are just *a-ga-ga* over the thought that this is the one. We build castles in the sky and imagine a... Continue Reading →

Last Saturday

"So, I read this and thought it was about a relationship," he said, glancing up at me from the pages of my lengthy poem. I stared back with growing horror. Relationship? I flashed to the moment of penning the words, reviewing in my mind the emotions that birthed those lines as he continued. "Yeah, the... Continue Reading →

Saturday in July

Scream a silence crunchedbeneath cold finger tips shatteringthe crystal beauty beneath thepresence of possessioncrushing the fragile wingscellophane promises, silhouettepressed to the windowpanepinned to the fantasy, curlinglegs into bridged arches abovethe sateen waves, uneasyport-side dock invading the shore... It still tastes like lemongrass It happened again. I sat among the group where moments before I had... Continue Reading →

Anticipation tastes like sugar-high

There is this ache, a flame, a flash, an expectation for something different, something spectacular. Something not within the four walls of my room.   She spoke of loneliness, and all I could think was -ah, so I'm not alone then. I got that feeling from you. You felt what I feel every day. I... Continue Reading →

Musings On A Saturday

"The purpose" is an elusive concept to capture in words or thought or even philosophy. Right after inquiring "what is the meaning of life" follows the second question"what is my life's purpose". And answering "I dunno" doesn't always feel so inspirational. I was walking down the sidewalk this week towards work when I passed this... Continue Reading →

Mental

12 Days Ago (3 months ago) I awake and I don't remember where I am. Yesterday I explained to my other dream self that picking the investments for retirements funds were stressing me the fuck out. "Too many choices! How do I know the right one to pick?" Yet another thing school didn't prep me... Continue Reading →

Another Saturday: Conversation Snippets

"You know, you can over-think things until the cows come home..." a slightly nasally voice said, a hint of frustration bleeding through. "I'm not Hindu," I said, with attempted humor. "What?" snapped the frazzled marketer. "I said, I'm not Hindu." The smile slipped slowly off my face. Saturdays have become a wonderful hideaway representing freedom... Continue Reading →

Saturday #1

Last week, I swore I would get out of my fucking house and meet some people. For god's sake, I was merging with my couch! Which led to yesterday. Yesterday was Poetry Workshop day Poetry Workshop Day What better way to know if I am actually good at poetry or not? I asked myself, clicking... Continue Reading →

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