Moments Accumulated

Official Disclaimer: Sooooooooo the YeahWrite prompt this week involved the option to write a sestina. I had never heard of such a thing, so I figured, why not? How hard could it be? Hard. Apparently it could be pretty frikkin' hard.😂 Moments Accumulated Tempers became Elevated Budding conflict Escalated He became Intoxicated. Gender roles Perpetuated.... Continue Reading →

Try. Try Again.

It's been a while! My six month hiatus from blogging has been real, but I'm over it. 2018 has been a year of dramatic change and boundless opportunity, and I'm grateful for every second of it. I'm here to share. In April of 2018, I was the heaviest I've ever been in the 36 years... Continue Reading →

The Wisdom Found In Fortune Cookies

In 1998 I was sixteen years old and about as lost as a person can be. Then I met Mrs. Gaspari. As it was, I loved to write. I wrote anything and everything: sonnets, free-form nonsense poetry, essays. You name it, I tried it. And it all basically sucked. So when registration for Junior year... Continue Reading →

Minerva

This absurd anarchy prevails. When Idle, we collide. Destitute and empty And we come here to devour. To discern This excruciating Karma. It is what it is, isn't it? Just a maelstrom of Programmed obsolescence. We are utterly alone. We are wretched. I still write poetry because shit like Stinkfist exists, and I want to... Continue Reading →

When I Grow Up…

I made four years of my life count at Stony Brook University, only to find out in the end, that it didn’t. I studied, pushing myself to the limits with heavy course loads, all in hopes that I could graduate while my ailing father was still alive to see it. I worked full-time to pay... Continue Reading →

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