Poetry/Freestyle Rap (your choice..)


I have words to say. But I don't know where they've gone. or why they refuse to come out and play. Perhaps they've managed to flee my mind- Crossed the borders of my brain and sought asylum on a warm, sane island. Or Perhaps they're just in hiding. Or Perhaps they have united in protest… Continue reading Words

Poetry/Freestyle Rap (your choice..), Soul-Searching Rants, Witty Rants

January 30, 2003

Below is a poem that I've copied word-for-word from my high school journal. I was 17 years dumb. I don't write this type of stuff anymore BUT Paul's recent poem made me slightly nostalgic of the old wanna-be-poet I was once-upon-a-teenage-time AND I've  been meaning to reconnect to my teenage self via my old journals… Continue reading January 30, 2003

Poetry/Freestyle Rap (your choice..), Witty Rants

10 Things I Hate About You (An Ode to Walmart)

I hate how no matter the time or day your parking lots are overcrowded; And by the time I find a space from my scalp, 4 new grey hairs have sprouted. I hate how when grandma tags along I can never find an electric cart. And when I finally hunt one down it never wants… Continue reading 10 Things I Hate About You (An Ode to Walmart)