faded things

I have become that ghost I once dreamed about. I haunt the lonely streets walking by those who look right through me. This is not a sad state, for those fleeting, flickering “what ifs” have all been resolved. I was going to disappear soon enough. Deep down I knew I...

the whole thought, and more

ramblings from 5/22/21 I have come to understand that there are not always nor nevers with you. I have also learned that reality is not mine to make. Or rather, maybe I’m at least a little suspicious that’s not the case. My belief in my word doesn’t carry the same...

last days of june

I walked before, smoked during, and slept after the rain. Thinking about the future I missed out on what color the trees...

rambling 2/5/24

I had been mourning the loss of this friendship for a time already. Is that why the final blow barely even stung? In fact it is more freeing than anything else. No more pressure to try and keep up. No more attempts that make me feel I am not enough. Months of...

sonnet twenty-three

I inflicted familiar pain today. My youth’s ache, something loathed, a constant strife. Though now it’s gone and joy has found its way, I am left with loneliness, a strange life. The cold endured, an old relentless song, Until I prepared to break the...

october 1

I look forward to this time of the year the least. It is when both the best and worst memories I have coincide. Every other day I’m remembering. Today I said I was tired of always being left behind. Then I laughed for...