Pain as Purpose? Get outta here.

Watching my mother's green Vega fade from our driveway every morning while I pretended to be on the bus to school was part of my senior year routine. Truancy wasn't on my radar so much as the fantasy of escape. Also, I convinced myself that continuous squatting in the bushes outside our back patio was … Continue reading Pain as Purpose? Get outta here.

On the corner of Lessons and Message (poem)

Too many tears of late I cannot comprehend I know I'm not alone Let's begin again   If happiness is born from agony And beauty, from the wreckage Then laughter is around the bend On the corner of Lessons and Message   To push away the ones we love Then weep over the lonely Is … Continue reading On the corner of Lessons and Message (poem)