Out of all of this

I have a battle on my hands and I know it. Yours is a battle I cannot fight; I can imagine it is an exhausting one. There will be sadness, probably more than there is now, and that's ok. Great sadness is the mark of a great thing being removed from this world, so it is in this sadness I turn to gratitude. Though my words here may cast shadows around my current state, there is no amount of darkness to overwhelm the brightness you have given me.

The Fall of Love | A Path To Love

   OUT OF SPITE I LOVED YOU. RESISTING THE TEMPTATION OF REASON                  IN SPITE OF THEM ALL, I LOVED YOU. OR, I NEVER LOVED YOU IF IT EASES THE TIDE  I MUST LOVE SOMETHING, SOMEWHERE.                  THE DOOR HOLDS, WATCHING…

Life Boldly Breaks To Beauty

You are born with pure heart and mind, sound and lovely. For I only know beauty born in reverse - I know beauty after the bloodshed, death, and ghosts. But you know beauty before the plague. You see beauty and love as they exist, unlike me with my gratitude and admiration so necessary. You were…

Home

It's hard to make it home when you're always on the wrong road As we drove deeper into Brooklyn and away from the madness in Manhattan I asked the driver to drop me several avenues away from my building. I decided I wanted to walk a bit - walking often brings me clarity. As I…

Love

It has been some time since I have written anything. This is not due to a lack of inspiration, rather some other things have been on my mind - both newsworthy and not so newsworthy. Certain things are happening that I have strong opinions on - issues that I want to argue over, make my…