Contemplation

Saying Goodbye to My Home.

With a very heavy heart, I must leave San Francisco. The place I have called home for over 4 years. The tech industry has both powered and ruined this great city. The rent on my apartment will double the day I move out. Some high paid programmer and his girlfriend will likely be the only […]

Piss-n-Vinigar

We come into this world full of piss and vinegar ready to take on the world, full of great ideas, able to do anything. Innocence is a beautiful thing still as yet uncorrupted. Then the world sees our zeal for life and pisses on us. Years later we sour, become jaded and realize we can’t […]

The Well

the well so deep, yesterday not so much today your love your friendship my guide my strength to fill the pit beneath me light is like words encouraging yet thin but your hand it breaks the stone it clears the path these wells that form deep under foot bored out by our own hands when […]

No Ice Cream

Alone in a room Sitting Sitting Sitting Slow Down, the melancholy of Radiohead Wholefoods, Mac-n-cheese offending my wallet Joyous, my tongue tastes organic cheeses melted Eyes dead set in a window Rain Falling Falling Falling Cold in a well heated room Bustling city, this inclement day has your attentions Holiday of me A self imposed […]

Twitter: How it helps me as a writer and poet

All those micro-poems, lines of Haiku, creative thoughts and “Twitter Poems” have helped me learn how to write better. Often, those little bursts of creativity are seeds for larger and more complex ideas that grow into full poems. One of those little bursts on Twitter actually evolved into a full screenplay that I am writing. And the coolest thing is not only the instant feedback, but the reminder is always there in your timeline so you can ignite that larger idea on paper, in a blog and hopefully as a published work later on. They are like little notes to myself sometimes

The Blue Fairy

The greatest powers in the universe cannot hold back tears that need to flow free. Mine had been building for a few weeks. I did not cry long or particularly hard. This time I had my mother their to catch me. So many times I have cried in the last 2 years that I wished […]

Eyes of the World

Today the eyes of the world are upon her. The cold stair of a billion people following her every move. Watching suspiciously and with conviction in their eyes. She is 8 feet tall today and the sign over my head is an unavoidable beacon drawing everyone closer. The circus freak goes on stage and in […]