Everyone I Ever Knew: Part 1

I stared blankly as everyone I ever knew Destroyed their safety nets and climbed bloody up the cliffsides Needed not a reason more than the prospect of experience Desired nothing more than new eyes and skipping hearts Thought of everything and nothing at the same time Dreamed of stars so low they could be found... Continue Reading →


3am Scribbles

What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness. Leo Tolstoy

Pine Trees and High Seas- ALASKA

Let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes. Walt Whitman There are several reasons it's taken me so long to get this post up. Every time I try to write something insightful or try to explain what this trip meant to me, I throw up in my mouth a little because of how... Continue Reading →


My life is an everlasting pendulum Oscillating wildly between the melancholy need for loneliness and the gut-wrenching need for acceptance But neither is completely comfortable Neither silences your pounding voice in my head but each can distract it for a moment. Just long enough for me to feel the hangover You know that I carry... Continue Reading →

Go Do- by Lucas Trahan

Let’s chat. I’m not one for beating around the bush, so let's speak of heavier things. That one thing that you did that one time….How bad did it make you feel? The deepest regret? The source of your self loathing.What are the horrible mistakes that make you…..you? What do you see when you brush your... Continue Reading →


You can't make homes out of humans, My life's not a fire to keep you warm, My arms aren't walls to protect you, From your own internal storm, My heart is not a light switch, For you to turn on when you please, I can't carry the weight of your regret, Because I'm buckling at... Continue Reading →

Do Good. Be Good.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it's your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life. Charles Bukowski (I attempt to live a life such that I don't feel the need to apologize. Sometimes I fail. This... Continue Reading →

Books That Changed My Life

And now, each night I count the stars. And each night I get the same number. And when they will not come to be counted, I count the holes they leave. Amiri Baraka Envy- Yuri Olesha Post-revolution uncertainty of the Soviet Union? Yes, please. Traditionalism vs. modernism. Old vs. new. The constant battle between ideals- both... Continue Reading →

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