Archives for the month of: October, 2013


End the white wash
The worn out versions of us all
So bored of the ‘About’ page
the quirky tidbits
the silent snowflake rage of ever nascent obscurity


There was a time when we never led with the weirdest thing
When only those who’d earned it
Even saw your freak flag
Authenticity jangles around in my coin purse
doled out
to pay for services rendered

and anything real
anything that used to earn your spot in the tribe
looks like a status update

quiet corner

being right, I was
left with a blank page,
a tattered poem
I carried for four years in my wallet,
and myself