Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Read Part 1 here. Part 2 of a 3 part series In an attempt to understand my mother a little better, I asked her a couple of questions that remained unanswered to myself. My mother has come so far in life, but she appears to be stuck. I want to Read more
Part 1 My mother is not a mother to me like a television mother. She’s more like a friend, a friend of a friend even. She’s the friend whose phone number you always lose on “accident.” When I was young, I used to idolize the kids on TV, especially the Read more
Only the dead have seen the end of war. ―Plato Today I found out that a close friend’s nephew had died when I received an email with the details of the funeral mass. I was a bit curious. We have been friends since childhood. We grew up together on the Read more
One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them. -Virginia Woolf On January 16th, I will be celebrating another trip around the sun. I never dreamed I would pass over onto the other Read more
We had a chaotic reverie. We united as a weary Autumn storm pissing on rusty love. The times you filmed me drooling my savior complex. The times you watched me peeling gum off the night sky. You indulged your mania and stuckmagnetsonthefridgeand pluckedicyoystermeatand tooklibertieswithbaths. You howled about your illness I Read more
Not today. Even when the river rolls so cool and deep and I could wade and wade ’til sleep. Not today. When I have the tablets in a drawer in a box winking chalkily at me. Not today. When the church tower soars and it’s bells toll out a seductive Read more
This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. I’m not here. (Cue heaving breathing) This feeling is horrifying, every morning it’s a dance with the Devil. But I suppose I will have to adapt. I am becoming unwilling complacent not knowing if I exist. I’m waiting for mortality to prove itself to Read more
When you remember me, picture me smiling. A grin of a thousand laughs Like sunshine on a Saturday. Remember how my laughter bounced off the walls and filled a room. How you already knew me, when my laughter reached your eardrums. Remember me as I was. With the same sweetness Read more