TJ is an incredible person and artist. His real name is Terence, he performs under the name Lyght / Project Lyght on Spotify, YouTube, Reverbnation, SoundCloud, etc. He’s been missing for 2 weeks. The last thing he said on Facebook was that he was sick. He hasn’t been heard from since. His roommate has filed... Continue Reading →
Sterilize Sterile smiles, virile lies I’m getting better, my soul has died It is an illness It is insane It is my heaven It is my grave They say it’s catching Like I’m a cough They say I’m crazy I say, so what? Starry eyes, eerie cries Into the heavens I have soared I’ve danced... Continue Reading →
I’ve been in a funk lately. There was 0 creativity, 0 writing (except for endless pages of journals) and 100% feeling stuck, disconnected, uninspired. I’ve been thinking about how happy I was writing years ago and how…not happy that it’s been for years and years. I’ve been wondering if I’m just…a facade. This fake, hollow,... Continue Reading →
“I’ve painted so many lies” As woe begets my pen (Oh my....is that.... a typo?) The neglect of a V A carat addition ^ Or auto-correction Underscoring the need for This somber reflection What is the meaning of life and love? The nurture of ducks Vs The nature of Fu’s (Where... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/dUL0vW2yiD8 Can’t stop listening to this lately. Creepily relevant.
When all the colors mix together... It’s like lava in my lungs And all the words I cannot shout It’s the bile of my breath And the things I think about It’s all i cannot show you And all i cannot say It’s all the things I’m not supposed to And all bleeds out in... Continue Reading →
Alanis Morisette Needs Grammarly Premium I’ve spent so many days chasing pride Seeking yours when I had none of mine Alanis knows no irony ⁃ But I do The day you’d say I’m proud of you comes But I can’t hear it ⁃ Since it needs a hello ⁃ After pushing my name ⁃ With... Continue Reading →
Cool things have been happening. One, I started writing a poetry book with the kids. Inspired by Dr. Seuss & Shel Silverstein. The kids are illustrating it and my daughter's even adding her own poems. Two, I've been writing a lot in general. Three, I feel good about myself. Not like sniffing my armpits and... Continue Reading →