Of Fires and Anarchy: Last Nights Winds Blowing Ash
Here’s some poetry dedicated to the bandana-clad saints of anarchy. I carved my name into the spine of Portland,let the letters bleed into the pavement,let the streetlights flicker like they...
2 and 1/2
This is kind of a fun one for me, wrote it in a style like spoken word and rap blend. Although fun, it’s still meaningful and important and related to...
Like a Bullet Train
Hello, dearest readers, It’s been a while, I know. School and work have been taking up all my time, not to mention family, sleep, and breathing in general! Let’s get...
What Truth Is This?
Here is a short poem I have been working on. It deals with the idea that thoughts lead to action, but we are always allowed to change our thoughts with...