WRITING PROSE AND POEM TO MAKE SENSE OF THE WORLD AND ITS CIRCUMSTANCES

 Sometimes they're written well.

Leaving Home

I always feel a twinge of heartache when I leave Toronto. Even though living here at times is similar to running an obstacle course with frequent hurdles to clear, and after a long stretch, the place starts to feel small and congested. To me at least. Occasionally there is an overwhelming sense communal weariness...

Advice that Changed my Life

"Write better stuff." Today is the day I understood what my writing is about. The day that I finally started to appreciate the power that I have to change my life and how I impact the lives of those around me. What needs to be said now is that in telling my life story,...

Signs of the Times

I realize I’ve yet to properly disseminate my feelings about the world’s current events. Not just with regards to George Floyd or Breonna Taylor - they are just the most recent black people to have been murdered by the police that the public has taken notice of. I’m still processing how I feel about...

It’s All Golden

  I am a deep thinker who searches for truth and digs until I reach the heart of a matter. Some people fear truth and instead choose to ignore or berate it. I suppose I can understand why, however, the heart of my matter is essentially to treat others how I would want to...

Work

I have had jobs when I’ve gone to work and been like, why am I subjecting myself to what sometimes feels like outright torture for the pursuit of a dollar? Well, here’s the thing. It’s not so much the money that I care about - I value work. Without it, I cannot imagine what...

Halos

2 in the am and I'm feelin like I gotta spit one It was in the days of my teen-age when I last felt this kind of fun The space is open in my mind Floatin on a higher level; Almost like the steps aren't even mine Trying to keep it kosher but with...

Dear Mom

I do this for you. Everyday I breathe, Its you in my minds eye I see I hear your words of love and discipline I feel guilty, why didn’t I listen? Was it me..? Did my actions send you into eternity? All the stupid things I want to ask What wouldn’t I give up...

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