Poem 98

this is 25. i flatter myself some days, build my confidence with “i love you’s” said by a beautiful reflection. i have scratches, cuts, bruises, and wounds which never disappearsbut i am new, each and every day.twenty and a five,they mean very little to othersbut to me, it was a goal.i crash and i burnand am …

wars

 Here’s the 411 on my recent job adventure. I technically don’t start until December and here’s why. I had plans to go to the Philippines to get all of my four wisdom teeth taken out. Due to the small arch of my jaw, I’m not able to keep them without completely ruining my jaw. It’s …