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Yes, I Am Talking About Covid. Again.

But in 2020, I was still dealing with the fact that I would never have a baby, and now, there was a pandemic. — I never set out to write a book of poems. I was either on the couch, burying my head in a book or Poets & Writers Magazine, quieting my thoughts, or I was staring off into space, worried, afraid, broken. I was grateful to be home, even if recovering from…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in Move Me Poetry

·4 days ago

It’s Not The Fire I Fear

Inspired by the Documentary, Burn — It is not the heat pressing against the door, telling us to turn back, do not come closer anymore. It’s not the flames reaching for me as it takes and takes, leaving debris where a home used to be, and they wait outside, watching us go in, worried about what…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in The Bad Influence

·Dec 1

“And The Haters Gonna Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate”

Baby, I’m just gonna hate, hate, hate watch, yeah, hate watch. — Hey, hey, hey Why am I watching Chicago PD? I like Fire and Med but not this series on tv. I am so tired of the same bullshit. Sgt. Voight is just a really annoying prick. I never thought of myself as a Hate Watcher. I rarely watch Reality TV…

The Bad Influence

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“And The Haters Gonna Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate, Hate”

The Bad Influence

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Published in The Bad Influence

·Nov 26

I Loved Watching The TV Show, Power Rangers

I even had a Red Ranger poster on my wall. — I used to love watching the original Power Rangers with my brothers. I even had a Red Ranger poster on my wall. I enjoyed the characters, the storylines, and the action. I loved it so much that I wrote a poem about them, but don’t ask me about that poem…

This Happened To Me

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I Loved Watching The TV Show, Power Rangers

This Happened To Me

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Published in The Bad Influence

·Nov 23

Open Mics Are One Thing; Public Readings Are Another

But why am I not nervous about it? — In college, I used to do Open Mics. I would be so nervous, my voice breaking, shaking, stuttering, and I don’t even have a stutter. Maybe, by the end of college, I finally found my voice, and afterward, I did Open Mics on and off. …

The Bad Influence

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Open Mics Are One Thing; Public Readings Are Another

The Bad Influence

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Published in The Bad Influence

·Nov 20

If You Commit a Crime and Are Released, Commit Another Crime

Parody Song Lyrics of the Nursery Song, “If You’re Happy and You Know It, (Clap Your Hands)” — If you commit a crime and are released, Commit another crime. If you commit a crime and are released, Commit another crime. If you commit a crime and are released, You could really commit another crime. If you commit a crime and are released, Commit another crime. If you’re angry…

The Bad Influence

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If You Commit a Crime and Are Released, Commit Another Crime

The Bad Influence

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Published in Move Me Poetry

·Nov 15

Nobody Knows You, Misery

Inspired by the series, Five Days at Memorial — Nobody knows you, Misery. But me. But her. But you. Nobody knows you, Misery. But me. But him. But you. Our eyes are stained with your windows, darkness, shadow. Our hands are torn and red, grasping, praying. Our mouths are dry from words left vacant. Our hearts are sliced and broken…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Nov 10

This Will Remain With Us

Presale Now Available — In 2020, I felt like I was drowning with my fertility issues, COVID, and being a frontline worker. Medium was my liferaft, helping me drift across such turbulent waters, and I didn’t know if I was going to make it. I have lived through traumatic moments in my life, but…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in The Bad Influence

·Nov 10

I Lie To Myself

Thrifty Words Challenge Fifty Words #106: Liar —

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I Lie To Myself

Thrifty Words Challenge Fifty Words #106: Liar

Published in The Bad Influence

·Nov 7

I Used To Lie The Shit Out Of Me

But I ran out of shit. — I used to lie when I was younger. I would lie a lot to anyone, everyone. I would spew out such fiction, wild tales. Maybe, I was attention-seeking like so many teachers declared to my parents, or maybe it was just the writer in me getting ready for that day…

The Bad Influence

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