Monday, April 5, 2010

My Angsty Teen Poetry

I've been getting a lot of e-mails lately asking what I was like as a teen. What a terrifying question. Mostly, because I remember exactly what I was like & how I felt back then. So the short answer? I was weird. The long answer is more complicated: dark moody volatile wore lots of black, […]

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009

a great poem

– Walt Whitman, handwriting  Sabrina Ward Harrison If you don't know about SWH, you should read this post. This got me thinking. What makes a great poem? Is it the prose, or the feeling you have while reading it. For me, it's the latter. I've filled journals upon journals with poetry since I was a […]

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Monday, April 6, 2009

the solitude of my silent suffering

it's been a while since we waded through the swamps of my tortured teenage mindhere's another one from my younger self try not to suffer through the silence of my solitude…                                                                       1990

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