When You Discover You’re Free

You discover you’re free spontaneously after driving down a country road on your way home and pulling over for gas. You fill up your tank and are about to leave but choose to go inside the general store instead. In that country general store, you find rows upon rows of things, going farther back, back,Continue reading “When You Discover You’re Free”

The Importance of Breaking From Routine

I wrote a poem the other day as I was on my way out the door that included this stanza: It’s important to go out at odd times sometimesTo break from your routineRemind yourself you’re not locked inThat there’s a whole big world just waiting Writers and other creative types often talk about the importanceContinue reading “The Importance of Breaking From Routine”

Getting Published: A Short Horror Story

Content Note: This piece includes mention of suicidal ideation. That’s odd. The lit mag I was planning to submit to tagged me in something online. What’s this? I click the link they shared, and it’s my poem. They published my poem, but I hadn’t sent it in yet. How did they—? I search through myContinue reading “Getting Published: A Short Horror Story”

I’m the Hot Potato

I am not proud of how I behave in public. I don’t ever feel like myself. I am the star of the world’s least sexy peep show. I fumble. I try and fail to speak to you in French. There are about a billion eyes on me, and I DON’T KNOW HOW TO ACT. ThisContinue reading “I’m the Hot Potato”

I Move to a New City

I move to a new city,Ask it to read me poetry.The city obliges,But do I listen?Not always. I move to a new city,Where there’s a lot more graffiti,Fewer trees,And construction that goes on all year.My date whispers there’s a conspiracy,Doesn’t want them to overhear. The date I know I’ll never see again.I haven’t loved anyoneContinue reading “I Move to a New City”