What the fuck happened? I turn around for ten minutes and an entire month disappears. I feel like I only just got through the mid-semester break and now the semester’s almost over. It’s June tomorrow. Halfway through the year, almost. … Continue reading »Currently – May 2017 Edition
The pen hadn’t been worth stealing. Just a biro, maybe worth fifty cents new. Second-hand? Nothing. Literally worthless. She tossed it onto the coffee-table and slid her hands into her pockets to clutch a tissue in one, Chapstick in the … Continue reading »PROSE: Missing Pieces
B is for Battle, and Byron, and Beautiful. She walks in Beauty like the night. It’s for Bright, Broken, and Bedlam. B is for Blackboards, faint squeak of chalk, teachers dusting off their hands, the tap tap tap as someone … Continue reading »Snapshots in B
I’m trying to get back into the daily writing flow. It’s surprising what you can do with 30 minutes, you know? Even 15 can get you started. And getting started is the important part. Once I hit my stride, I … Continue reading »Wants and Needs
Today is a day in which there is a wall. On the other side of the wall are the things I have to do. I want to get to these things, and do them, but there is a wall. It’s … Continue reading »Climb
“Blues for Sister Sally”, hooked on junk, Forever hunting, poking for a sign; I remember when we sang together, drunk On joy and laughter, and on cheap red wine. My Brother Jack sits gazing at the sky, The dark horizon … Continue reading »POEM: In the Vein of So Many Others
I always feel weird doing a Currently when I haven’t been posting much in a month, but they’re good ways to vent, and I’ve had a tough week. Loving I’m playing through ME3 again and goddamnit this game was … Continue reading »Currently – April 2017 Edition
I’m going to do an alphabet. Just every so often, when I have nothing more urgent to talk about. Sorry about no posts last week – I had an essay due Thursday, so Wednesday I couldn’t spare the time, and … Continue reading »A is for Angst
Sin Eater is a weight in my pocket right now. The thing I want to be working on, but that I’m not touching because I have things with deadlines to deal with first. There’s a 2,700 word essay I need … Continue reading »Struggling
I am a ghost. On translucent soles I navigate the slick city streets, Afraid of falling. The mist Creeps in from Ran’s wide road, Muffling sounds of mid-week hustle. I grind my feet Against the asphalt, Finding purchase, Mincing steps … Continue reading »POEM: Hesitation