Fetal Bristles

Maybe the outline Of a buzz cut belonged in a closet not a clothesline Advertisements

Photograph

  April 18, 2017   Photograph   We’re all just poor, passing photographs Snapshots and misshapen mishaps Formed by laughs and relapse Printed in aberrated facts Torn and tapered edges Jampackedtimelapse Sincerely forgotten pledges Instead of toothsmile wedges Given to quell sketches Disappearing reckless digitals We were developed from negatives Flipping through album sedatives Skipping…

February 29th: EXODUS

February 29th: EXODUS. ~~~~~~~ An almost-year later, I think the festering Amalekites are dead now.

–Lines–

The friend of my eleventh grade English teacher wrote this poem about the Refugee crisis.     Dedicated:  Happy birthday to the Sunset One, who taught me to look between the lines of words, the lines of art, the lines of miles, and the space between the lines of our beliefs. Happy Birthday a year ago today,…

-I N – B E T W E E N – T H E – L I N E S-

….a year later. Advent-close to your birthday on the twelfth day of Christmas month and just hours away from your battle lines, our nation hears the ricochet of ammunition in the college campus.

Haha

    Dear Reader: God had a different plan. Its only His forever that is eternal. ——————————– November 3 2016 If i was a compass, i am lost, but you are my north. Im dazzled by your petrifying eyes Their forgiving glance planted into my immature root-of-a-soul That i will cultivate forever. I want to…

Comet

Everything can change. Everything.    

Suicide

I watched Suicide Squad tonight. A fellow student committed suicide last weekend.

¡Pura Vida!

Don’t commit suicide ever. Dead is forever. You are more. Jesus died for you because you were worth saving.

Between

Every once in a while, dont just stick to the crowd. Go into the nooks and crannies and find a universe sometime, okay?

Empty Gold

My sister will be married by Friday. Maybe there’s still time to find where my real treasure lies.