Category: Poems

My epitaph will read: “That was a hot mess, inside a dumpster fire, inside a trainwreck” and I will laugh…

Wild, wild waters splashing by the cave. My dog quickly finds out there’s a difference between water and sea water.…

1B2A3C for the whirlwind, for the pain. Reduced to a user, no matter, if it kills the pain. How, however,…

I’d forgotten what having friends feels like. Bonding, and all that, making it through life together. How important friends in…

Have I found Reason or are these merely the musings of a mad man? These holes in the ground remind…

Under Columbus´s boat, where the sea crashes against sharp volcanic rocks with thunderous roars, I look at the people below,…

If all we are, are words in old journal entries, photographs in old dusty photo albums… If all we are,…

It’s too late, death has its teeth sunk deep into me. I did not choose madness, but in true cliché…

Have we lived multiple lives now? Is each stage in Life simply the Death of another one? It seems so,…

Otra vez la vi, la chica de los dibujos en la iglesia. Puede que tenga unos 13 a 15 años,…