Category: Shock Re-Punks the Muse

How ugly is the mind that doubts and harasses itself. How ugly is the mind that calls itself ugly. As I worked on my poetry book, grazing the glimpse of the end (getting the book actually published), I decided, extremely last minute, to pull a poem out and replace it with one I had written Read More

I moved away from my hometown in February and I’ve been trying to write about it ever since. I just can’t seem to put it into words. Or at least, the right words. Leaving a place you call home, whether it is a hometown or a person or even a local coffee shop closing down, Read More