My Life in Scratch Paper

Lately I’ve been writing more lists than usual except the content is greater than the amount of characters used.  In some way I’ve made it possible to acutely detail my necessities at any given moment and for any other given moment all squished on a Post-It.  It’s strange but I’ve revealed more of myself on [...]

The Trouble with Being A Prince

You stand tall among your friends. You’ve learned it all: how to speak and be a gentleman. That mask you wear, well, it goes good with your hair, but style and smarts aren’t why you came over here. Now what do you wanna tell me?   You can’t sleep ’cause you can’t eat ’cause you [...]

Not Your Typical Spring Break…

I feel rushed. I shouldn’t–I have no one pressuring me to write.  But still, I feel this aching need to write about the past week in my life: all the little intricacies that I love.  I’d feel unimpressive and like I was missing my chance if I obstained from writing any longer.  Whether the following [...]

Misconstrued & Underappreciated, Party of One

I don’t understand. Many times I have felt confused but understood why I was confused. Now, I’m just plain con-fucking-fused and bewildered of my parents. It’s times like these where I wonder if it really mattered if I refrained from getting my nose pierced. I did a lot of research and spent a lot of [...]

The Man and the Angel

A long while back before I was a babe a dad told his son a tale without lies. He kept the me’mry fresh, warm and homemade of love and spirit as he said with a sigh: “Yes, I do recall a long time ago, when I was six, of a story told. A man met [...]