A silly poem: The Keyboard Shutdown

In an effort to garner some laughter in the office, I always try to send out a short poem or song to my department whenever I announce that I’m the M.O.D. for the evening. I normally aim for a parody of the current hit songs (Call Me, Maybe? was a hit), classic Disney melodies, or…

A new poem: Wednesday Night

I don’t really have an introduction for this poem, other than the fact that it’s not my usual, optimistic self. My apologies, in advance, for the language used. _________________________________________________ Wednesday Night   “You’ll love your first time,” she said, a knowing wink, a lustful grin. “I did.”   Shanelle, breasts and ass bursting forth, cantaloupes…

Issue 2: Infinite Press

Issue two of Infinite Press is out! My dear friend Merethe Walther and I cowrote a poem together, which was not only selected for publication, it also received the coveted Editor’s Choice award! Go check it out by clicking here! I also had an edited photo featured in the Photography section, so make sure you…

Publications 23 & 24!

I’m very excited to announce that the 10th volume of The Aviator, Full Sail’s literary magazine, has come out! You can download a copy here! (Please note: it’s an application, so you will need to disable your pop-up blocker) I’m very fortunate to have both a short story (The Blue Schwinn, pg 28) and an…

Haunted

For three consecutive nights, I’ve had disturbing, ominous nightmares. I’m a very happy, upbeat person by nature and I currently have no major stress in my life, so I’m not sure what the cause of these midnight hallucinations might be. I’ve often been told that when you dream of painful or dark things, it often…

A Poem for Liliana

With your first breath, you stole our hearts. Perfection in its tiniest form, you hold us in your little hands. The love we feel for you is indefinable, permanent, and preponderant. Your eyes, gateways to a soul in its most innocent and purist form, I could look at you for hours. Your little toes, individually…

Inconsistency, a Poem

Since I’ve been inconsistent and sporadic with my posts the last month or so, I figured sharing a poem I wrote about inconsistency was fitting. Enjoy: In a lubricious world, I seek Stability.   Concrete foundations, Crack Under even the most purposeful steps.   Walls of stone and brick Crumble With the passing of the…

A Parody of “Call Me, Maybe”

For those that don’t know, I work at a college in the Admissions Department. My team handles enrollment and paperwork processing from students all over the world, so it can get a little tedious/repetitive every now and then. To break the monotony, I write silly poems, limericks, and other nonsense whenever I alert the team…