I don’t consider myself a poet. Poetry is tough to write. I’ve written poetry over the years though, and in high school I started writing lyrics. Stuff like “I Love Mayonnaise” because I was into cheesy punk music at the time. Sometime between 2010 and 2012, on a road trip from Texas to Arizona to… Read More I Write Lyrics
Sometimes it’s the people around you who create the best lines. My sister is adventuring at the Salton Sea tonight. She texted me the following: The line is incredibly poetic if speaking figuratively. I’ve been imaging tons of scenarios where I can use it. Try not to steal it too.
Where were we when we went walking that white winter, wandering wisp-like without worry? Were we wandering through time? Wishing for a warmer future while wading through the past? Were we happy? Was it a waking dream, shared between two lovers? Was that dreamy white winter real at all? Or it is the cold that I… Read More An experiment in Words