To you I come once moreTo whisper in your ear my secretsAnd disclose my intimate thoughtsMy diary is neglectedBecause to you I confessMy darkest feelings and exposeMy truest fearsI have only known you a short whileBut you know the mostWhen my friendship collapsedTo you I told my storyAnd admitted my blindnessWith you I sharedMy teenage … Read more Dear Poetry
In my little garden, I plant
Little, frail seeds in oil black soil
Whose hopes are to grow firm and rich
In fruit and vine
Today I am publishing my poem “Winter in Reverse.” This poem takes its inspiration from a previous poem that I wrote about autumn last October entitled “Autumn in Reverse”. Autumn in Reverse actually started out as a piece written for a psychology class assignment on memory. Our assignment was to write a story, poem, or other short work of exactly fifty words for others to read and see how many words they could recall after two minutes of reading it. Each student had to read someone else’s work in addition to writing their own piece.
I had been meaning to draw for, well, years. Today I finally broke out the drawing supplies and paper that I bought sometime in 2014, I think. When I set out to draw, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to draw, but I knew it had to be something more than a simple exercise. (A … Read more My first time drawing in years
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