This is a memoir of my experience at college and of all of the madness I saw right from my window there.
Beware of Beautiful
This is a poem that I started last week and finished yesterday about how beautiful girls are dangerous. Stay on your toes, gentlemen.
A poem I wrote a week or two ago using an enchanted forest as a metaphor for the bewitchment of regret.
This is another poem derived from the same composition that inspired my previous poem "Cavernous Deep".
This is a poem that I wrote while listening to a beautiful instrumental composition about finding peace and comfort in darkness, comparing my mind to a cave.
A Year to the Day
A poem that I wrote yesterday that ended up being about the anniversary of a memory.
A poem I wrote today in which I use the metaphor of a tabernacle as my heart to describe my strength in not giving up or letting die the fire inside.
Me and a Trillion Grains of Salt
A poem I wrote about a year and a half ago, while having a momentary ray of confidence pierced me with the rays of the sun that were prominent that day.
This is a poem I wrote several years ago about my best friend. I never plan on sharing it with him, it's not something that even needs to be said, but whether he knows it or not, he has saved my life on more than one occasion.
March, Ye Bandits
This is an example of a poem that practically wrote itself. The phrase came to me randomly and I decided to make a very transparent, awesome, poem about it, and in doing so the unique structure came about.