Weird day. But, ya know, Langston Hughes always makes me feel good. Or better at least. Continue reading “Hughes Blues Part Two”
Future Fear
Father, I’ve seen you too soon.
Your eyes of passion
do not incite when you spot me. Continue reading “Future Fear”
Biblioteca
A bookcase, a staircase.
The Ginsburg lady
can lift you
up to the next landing. Continue reading “Biblioteca”
Hughes Blues
Unsurprisingly, I don’t dream, or rather remember my dreams, enough to consistently write dream poems. But since I’m in poetry kick at the moment, I guess I’ll share a few of Langston Hughes poems with a dream theme. These always got me thinking my dreams and aspirations in life and helped me see them through […]
Visceral Tangibility
So I guess I’ll continue to give the poetry a shot. I’ve honestly been too preoccupied to write much of anything lately, which is in no way a suitable excuse but there ya go. I wrote this poem short after my uncle, who was sort of a father figure for me, passed away a couple […]
Dreams of Stranger Times
So I’m thinking about getting back into poetry. But the extent of my “good” poetry is pretty much exclusively dream poems, in which I have a dream, wake up and write it down, then transform it into a poem. So I guess I’ll just share a few I wrote while at university and see how […]
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