life creates your fiction, fiction creates your life.
Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →
As just a young child…. no matter what was done, it was never enough. A breath was too soft, a scream too abrasive, a request too demanding, aspirations too small, and for the one creating the standards; he knew it all, even if it only existed in his father’s head. His mom, brother, and sister... Continue Reading →
Her chest becomes heavy, the breaths are short, and her face is red. The walls inch closer, the voices of others are muffled; the whisper in her head cannot get louder. No matter how hard her voice pushes and scratches through her airway, nothing comes out. Nothing. In the early morning hours she wishes herself... Continue Reading →
Strings attached to my chest, pull much like a puppet, I put on a show. The smile contains flushed red cheeks even when I feel pale. The glimmer in my eyes, were caught like a firefly in the night. I'm so far gone, that I'm lost. I enjoy the adventure of finding this new sense... Continue Reading →
This moment, right now, makes all the difference some how. My eyes open and close at night those moments of darkness, they seem to hold so much more. In my dreams I reach for your voice. Recreating those intonations, those wordless gasps of air. The moments we felt each other’s nonsense. Years have passed. I... Continue Reading →
I'm stuck sitting here waiting for nothing because nothing is exactly what I can do. I'm unfit to drive, to work, to ride a bike to connect to any ounce of freedom, what I thought I could do. I'm silent the garage door opens allowing someone to come in, freely what I thought would be... Continue Reading →
Laughter, a smile. Emotions, they last for awhile. A lifetime, even longer. Be my laughter, happiness, grace. Be the breath lost in a kiss, wetted by a tear. No words, explain this. Leave it alone and just feel...feel everything.
the way our lives are reflected and seen
Break the silence. End the violence.
Don't be afraid, just turn the page.
Film, Music, and Television Critic
Life or Fiction? 