Pain and happiness let us travel through time

Have you ever found an old diary, a note saved on your phone, a photograph, or even a little trinket that you had when times were tough? And when you look at that note, or hold that item in the palm of your hands it’s as if all the words that could describe that moment…

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The Unopen Door

Here’s a poem I wrote. A little backstory: I’ve had these “words” on the tip of my tongue for quite some time now. I never knew exactly how to articulate them, or even place them in a proper sentence. I’ve been going back and forth trying to write this poem, but every time, it doesn’t…

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Portals into the Past: My Old Poetry

I was going through some of my old poetry I wrote, and don’t even ask why, because it’s beyond me. But as I was going through it, I was fully expecting to have just a series of cringes and maybe even a bit of disgust of myself; my old high school self. But that’s not…

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