‘I want you to stop writing about me.‘ And ever since she told me that my passion for writing has decimated, Days later turned into a year, A year later turned into two, Two later turned into three. Now when walking in places where her and I used to be, It all just feels likeContinue reading “Los Angeles.”
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March 2nd, Malibu.
Awakening in a pool of my own sweat, ‘It was just a dream.’ I say as I’m trying to catch my breath. You know when you just wake and your trying to piece everything together for five minutes? Well that was me. It was all like a blur to me, In one dream I’m playingContinue reading “March 2nd, Malibu.”
Corona Del Mar.
As the ocean waves crashes on the surface of the sand beneath my feet I begin to wonder, Would I be here if it wasn’t for her? Years ago, Her and I sat here on top of the lifeguard tower. The moon shining above reflecting itself in the blue midnight ocean water, Hand in hand,Continue reading “Corona Del Mar.”
After Dark Poetry 