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 →
Just
In keeping with a poetry theme for the week, here's a selection from my CW class in college. Just One should never be just anything. Things are never just fine. That’s just a saying that keeps prying curiosities at bay. We are never just tired. Fatigue is gauged by more than how long our... Continue Reading →
