This Child

So, I know I do this a lot, but I just stumbled upon an old poetry assignment from high school... based upon the first Walt Whitman poem I ever read. I thought it was lost, but it was on an old flash-drive I recently dug up. Considering the huge effect that Walt Whitman's poems have... Continue Reading →

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Boop

Like all dignified cat owners, I love to give my cat, Reese, little 'boops.' Boops on the nose, boops on the head, etc. However, much like me, Reese also spurns the majority of affectionate gestures, so she typically acts incredibly affronted when I do this to her, and then ignores me for hours afterward. Here... Continue Reading →

Just a Moment…

This week, landscapers came to do some yard work at our house. So, being the occasionally nice human being that I am, I figured I would park my car in the street so they could pull into the driveway, which would hopefully make it easier for them to get their work done. The issue is,... Continue Reading →

Hall of Fame

Pokemon Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire were released for the Nintendo 3DS way back in 2014, and, like a good Pokemon trainer, I bought my copy of Alpha Sapphire in advance so it would arrive on release day. But Hoenn has always been my least favorite region, so, as video game burnout set in for... Continue Reading →

Lottery

When I was about seven or eight, I was obsessed with the musical CATS. Like, properly obsessed - I used to watch it every day after school, knew all the words to the songs (even though I didn't know what half of them meant), and dreamed that I could be one of the characters onstage... Continue Reading →

Fly

Another addition for Olde Poetry Monday, this one circa 2009. Please enjoy.   I don't get why people tell me, "never change." If I stayed the same, my biggest dream would still be to sprout wings and fly away. It's cute when you're five, but I don't think they have a major for that in... Continue Reading →

Sentimental

Sentimentality - it's both a blessing, and a curse, when you attach memories to objects. It becomes so difficult to let them go. Or, in some cases, far too easy. I had something mentally and emotionally taxing happen to me in the January of my last year of college. When it happened, I was wearing... Continue Reading →

Acceptance

A new entry for Old Poetry Friday, brought to you by Angsty Allie from 10th grade! No idea why I wrote this or if it was for an assignment or whatever, but enjoy!   “I don’t think that way... You MUST be wrong.” Must I? I don’t know for sure. But neither do you. Stop... Continue Reading →

Unusual Skills

You can know someone for decades, and still be surprised when they throw out seemingly random facts about themselves. Obscure little tidbits that don't quite make it into "About Me" sections and convos because there is little opportunity to slide them in organically without sounding like you're bragging. Well, I'm definitely not rife with such... Continue Reading →

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