Category: Beautiful Pictures
An Apology to Anyone Who Has Ever Left
Corwin was nice enough to let me borrow his platform to get some things off his chest. He asked me to let everyone know that he is sorry for leaving without warning, but apparently “writing got hard when I started having to be honest.” I’m not 100% sure what that means, but I guess I’ll take his word for it.
Dreaming of Dandelions
I was going to add context, but felt like that would be defeating the point. If I have to spell it out then what was the point of writing the poem in the first place. At the end of the day you’ll read, and either have a reaction or not. Artificially facilitating that is unfair ...
It’s Not About Love
This Poem Isn’t About Love. It’s about lines ripped from cinema, and sad songs played on repeat. About rooftop talks on cold snowy nights, and late night drives through brightly lit neighborhoods. It’s not about love. It’s about Tequila chased with limes, and the bitter taste of feelings. About midnight trips with no destination, ...
It Hurt
When it comes to love and relationships I am probably one of the most cynical people on the planet. When I hear the word marriage my first thought is tax benefits, weddings seem like hollow empty money monsters, and if I’m being honest too many people have shown me the inner workings of their relationships ...
Two Years Later
I’ve been plagued by a serious case of writer’s block. In an effort to overcome it, I asked someone special to come up with the first sentence to a poem for me. It started as a simple writing exercise, but quickly turned to something much more personal. It’s fairly ordinary, but I thought it may ...
Why We Let Go
Why We Let Go If She asks if she’s your angel, Tell her no. Don’t think about it, Don’t hesitate, Just hold back your tears while you lie. And when she looks at you, When she stares into your eyes so you can see her pain, Smile, And then don’t look back. Shut the door, ...
Shining Angel
Happy moments come few and far between these days. My daily routine is seemingly consumed with hundreds of painful moments which I now associate with simply being the price of living. It has caused my vision of life to be tinted by a permanent darkness that often manifests itself as perpetual pessimism, and an unhealthy ...
Dearly Dedicated
Ever looked at someone, and realized for the rest of your life you would be willing to give anything to keep them smiling? That if you could keep them happy for one moment longer you’ll have fulfilled part of life’s purpose? I did once. I decided that anything would be worth her smile, as I ...
Happiness Is A Bowl Of Cereal
One of my favorite movies is “Stuck in Love.” It’s an above average ROM-DRAM, with above average characters, that are primarily writers. I credit this film with shaping how I view relationships, and also with giving me the deluded notion that if you write about someone they end up falling in love with you. Years later ...
Me & a mask 