Finding Your Unique Voice in Poetry

If you are trying to write like a poet who you admire, I want you to stop it.

Growing Flowers from the Wounds

I am every jagged edge of rock waiting to be climbed; to see what’s beyond.

Lessons Learned from Manipulation

Imitation is not the best form of flattery. It is the worst form of unoriginality.

Nighttime Haunts the Muscles

Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.

Where Is Nowhere?

Where is nowhere? On the edge of sanity, where all the color and magic resides?