Dear Journal

    Sometimes I ask myself why,I come to you at night.    To tell you my hopes and dreams,The things that happen and how they seem.    My life sometimes may become a blur,The emotions inside begin to stir.    At times I write to you for hours on end,When I need to let … Continue reading →

I Wanna Be An October Cold Front

I wanna whisper miseryIn children’s inner lobes,I wanna make fire crackle and smokeFly out the roof, boil hot cocoa on the stoveI wanna brown leavesLeaving stains, after it rains, on the patio,I wanna harden snot bubbles in nostrils,Redden eyes and clog throats. Written: October 23, 2005Revised: October 27, 2005 … Continue reading →

October 2, 2005

I work,I playI sleep,But I can’t stayI study,I praySometimesBut don’t get my way This was something I never really finished, and I don’t plan to. I just figured I needed to make a copy of the scrap paper that I was writing it on. … Continue reading →


Keepin it realSince da first day I knew u were the raw dealI’d been livin life jus’ tryin 2 chillTil I wolke up n saw I wuz stillLet n nother’ day go byWithout sumone 2 hold at night2 open doors 4 n treat her rightOr sumone 2 kiss goodbyeOr hold … Continue reading →