Below, you'll find a list of the personal poems & free-verse, autobiographical stories I've written over the last handful of years -- I'll share them in the order in which they were written:

Curtain Call (Letter to a Lost Soul)

Crevasse

Abandoned Spaces

The Walking Wounded

Castles in the Sand

In Pursuit of Happiness

Sometimes the ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I posted, and even longer since I shared any type of creative writing with you guys (I think like half a year?), but I recently completed a poem about my stepbrother, and I'd like to make it public as I have with most of my other poems/fics. I would promise to be back soon with an update about other life happenings, but ( Read more... )

Hello, people. I know I haven't posted in a while -- I just haven't felt like going to the trouble, especially because there are so few people left now to read it, let alone people who actually comment. But I finished a new poem, mainly inspired by the 5-year anniversary of my mom's death (this coming-up Monday), and I thought I might as well ( Read more... )

I owe you guys a post about the holidays, but I have something else to share first. I haven't tapped into my creative side in months, and I decided this week to try to rectify that. It's pretty crappy (as far as I can tell), but it's still something, which is better than nothing. I could continue editing it to death, but in the past I've gotten ( Read more... )

I'm feeling disappointed today, because my migraines have been kicking my ass for the past three days (ever since I got out of treatment, though I'm not sure if the two are connected -- maybe the stress of coming home & being alone again is getting to me? I don't know. They have been getting better later in the day, which is not how the bad ones ( Read more... )

I finally got back to writing again, and this is the result. A free-verse story told in three acts--a count-down, if you will--about the abusive side of my relationship with my father. Very different in tone than the last one, as I decided to rip the bandaids off some pretty old wounds here ( Read more... )

I am damned near delirious at this point from yet another night of all-too-brief, constantly-interrupted sleep, but I did write a quick poem/story this morning (it seems like a lot of my personal poems even are turning into stories. I still call them poems though because they're written in free-verse, but yeah. Interesting), so I guess my being ( Read more... )

Despite the lack of comments (thus far) on my last piece, and the resulting insecurity & ridiculous angst I'm trying in vain to ignore (three steps forward, two steps back), I continued my writing fest today with another session of poetic venting (this time about the dark side of my relationship with my mentally ill mother). It's painful to dredge ( Read more... )

I jotted down this bit of rambling verse about depression today, and I'm trying to follow my "just write" experiment by not going back & obsessing over every line. Whether that results in a certain amount of pleasing rawness or just non-proofread suckyness, we shall see ( Read more... )

So far all my poetry has been about my mom, but with today being Father's Day, I decided to finally write one about my dad.

( Let go, let God )