I Know My Writes – “Write To Resist”

“We are living history as it happens. There is no manual for this… except, like, every history book written ever.”

I Know My Writes: “welcome back”

Time for a rebrand.

Or reboot, if you prefer!

no good

a candy-man scarecrow
soliloquy
sung to no one.

Instapoem – “OK”

I’m okay,
I’m fine.

Okay,
fine,
I’m not…

vulcan mind meld

we create a complex web of human beings
being human

the house of black and white: love, progress, and phantoms in the closet

… two people in love reach across the supposed ‘lines’ drawn between races, raising questions about the futility of borders…

The Never Nursery

I let my brush do most of the work and responded to what it was saying to me. Gentle… gentle… now take the lead…

Austin, Interrupted.

… I guess that’s my point: regular reflection is healthy…

the rose.

Emily sat with her back against a gravestone, looking out over the cliff and the sea to the darkening horizon. Something inside of her told her that none of it was right… that she was alone and there was no hope left. The crystal blue waves crashed loudly among the rocks on the shore and […]