I feel like every generation has some "fandoms" that, although they can transcend time and appeal to various age groups, are seen almost as a "staple." But, of course, it's impossible to involve yourself in all of them. So here are the ones I missed out on, as a millenial growing up in the nineties/2000's!... Continue Reading →
To My Younger Self
Here, on Olde Poetry Monday Friday, a poem I wrote in 2012. I don't remember writing it, but with all the changes going on in my life, I thought it was appropriate. To My Younger Self To my younger self, A bit of advice for your future. When Coach Smith tells you not to... Continue Reading →
The Hawk
Today, I was cruising along on my way to get my post-work Starbies (a venti iced cocoa cloud macchiato, if you wondered) when a flutter of feathers caught my eye. I directed my gaze just in time to watch a majestic hawk swoop down from atop a telephone pole and snatch a poor, furry creature... Continue Reading →
Cyclical
Working in retail, you start to notice things about fashion... and the number one thing is that fashion is cyclical. Something deemed "unfashionable" one year can come back into style the next. Like, gel sandals are back in for reasons totally beyond my comprehension. What's in right now? From the stock I've seen come in,... Continue Reading →
Skim
When people judge me for my taste in clothes, I can brush it off. When I am judged for my weeaboo past, I don't let it bug me. When I am judged for my choices in film, books, or television, I ignore it. But finally, I have been judged for something that really got under... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
Duality
There is a butterfly bush in my backyard. It's not uncommon to spot little winged friends taking a sip of nectar, or catching a break from the hot sun. The other day, I was looking out the window and spotted two butterflies in the air by the butterfly bush. Both were of decent size, but... Continue Reading →
Beauty Standards
On this beautiful summer day, I present to you a haiku about what goes through my head every so often when doing my "grooming" routine... Ode to Eyebrows Uneven eyebrows, Are a total plucking pain. Beauty standards suck.
