Oh ancient, Camenae, bless me with inspiration,so my creations are not all perspiration.Though Homer asked for help from you, the Muses,I ask for those named by Andronicus without excuses. As I reach to the heavens for topics profound and entertaining,I tend to blame...
- 1 min read - I wrote this poem one day after staring at myself in the mirror thinking, "I have seen my face nearly every day of my life and it constantly changes." But trying to write about how your face changes throughout life seemed daunting. But waking up the...
It was a simple enough moment in the breakroom. My stomach — rumbling. No change for the vending machine. The brewing coffee looked enticing. Only an hour so for lunch. ‘Is caffeine an appetite suppressant?’ I don’t want the shakes. Or lots of trips...