Spit mixed with dirt – Muddy words flow
the shame drips like tarslow and methodicalnever fully releasing its grip I am coated and coveredif I open my lipsit reveals itself withinmy eyes are coveredmy face downcast in the dark I attempt to hideturning off lightsrefusing eye contacthunching my shouldersturning away helpless, the… Continue Reading “Shame”
may sleep come soonin this great dark chasm of emptinesstogether, alonedimly aware of the spaces between uswhispers become brayingan ass with that same old songI wish I could say: this too shall passinstead I join in, a melody of my ownsame lips thougheven in… Continue Reading “An Untitled Poem to Start Out September, Apparently”
Normally I don’t reshare or reblog but I felt compelled to share this poetry slam from five years ago by Neil Hilborn. Listen, this is a real thing. You can’t just say, “move on” or “stop overthinking this”. That’s just not a viable reality… Continue Reading “Life with OCD (Video Share)”
Host of the In Three Poems Podcast
3AM Questions that cut back
wode natterings
undone in spectacle
A weight loss journey
Photography and Visual Art by Adam Shurte
Our thoughts define us, so let's focus on a few.
the wild life
Our lives are the words of this book
Our story made the last page of the newspaper. Witnesses said they'd seen a "madwoman with two paint-bombs suddenly appear."
Art, random musings and the occasional inflammatory viewpoint of autistic artist Christopher Hoggins