Jan 12
poem 1 comment challenge: America

Dear America

Dear America,
I have lived here most of my life,
Watching from the comfort of home,
Listening to you speak over the radio of our old Volvo's stereo, 
Hearing things I wish I had never heard.
When I was younger,
I never paid attention.
I never listened
Or watched
Or read,
Back then I wasn't ashamed of you.
Now I turn away,
Scared to look back,
Scared to turn the radio on.
Why do you not learn,
You are my home.
You are home to 328.2 million,
You are supposed to be a dream,
One that so many seek,
And when they do find it,
You push them down and tear them apart.
When I was young I believed America was an amazing place to be.
But when I see
Innocent lives trampled in the wake of fear,
When I say to you,
When will it be enough?
6 million was enough.
It was way too many.
Covid does exist.
Dont be stupid.
Jan 01

2021, Just Breathe

I thought it would be great,
Like flicking a switch,
But like birthdays,
Like the moment the clock hits midnight,
Just a moment of joy,
Before falling back,
Hitting the brick wall,
realizing that nothing has changed,
That moment that you wish could last forever,
The feeling that you are still alive,
One speck,
Microscopic in the universe, 
The simple refreshing breath of air, 
Though sometimes,
Life will kick you down,
Or force you against a brick wall,
As long as you breath,
Take hold of any moment,
Realize that a breath of air may be all you need,
To bring you back,
And sit against the brick wall,
To collect your thoughts,
Come to think of it,
Today was great,
Because this morning I took a breath,
The year has only begun,
I look forward to the next 364 days,
That I get to just breath.
Dec 02


Dec 01


My mom,
She made us noodles today,
Ramen noddles,
Salty and sweet,
At first the noodles were rock hard,
They hang flaccid in my chopsticks,
They are warm,
The fireplace in the living room is warm,
The kettle on the stove is warm,
oblivious contentment,
Dec 01
poem 4 comments challenge: Online


Today I spent my day looking at my computer.
Tomorrow I will do the same.
It is hard to see the end,
to see
a day when
my eyes don't ache
and I see the sun.
Some days I don't even go outside,
some days I don't even remember.
Day after day bleeding into night after night,
physically exhausted from sitting all day.
Even when I close my eyes to sleep I can see the red light
glowing from my computer,
waiting for tomorrow.
Nov 05


I slowly walk down the grand hall in the left wing of the castle. It is dark and silent. I gently run my fingers over the velvet paintings of people that I have despised my entire life. I walk shoulders back and bare feet silent on the marble floor. There is nothing stopping me this time, nothing that is going to get in my way. Aliria will fall tonight. 
Oct 29
poem 2 comments challenge: Sentence


Oct 29


It is nice sometimes, 
to know that you are connected,
standing with both feet firmly planted on the ground,
eyes closed,
you stand above a connected network,
above tales as old as time,
you stand among the trees.
Oct 29

Truly Me; Blue Potato