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February 27, 2018

Most English majors have been asked the following questions at least once:

  1. So, are you going to work in a coffee shop for the rest of your life?

  2. How are you going to get a job?

& Of Course:
    3. Oh, so you’re going to be a teacher?

Sure, teach...

February 27, 2018

     The floor creaked as I walked across the room, every step taken in agony, as more of my blood spilled oozed out with every step I took. My clothes were all ripped apart and soaked in blood, some of it, not my own, and some not even human. My wounds felt like a tho...

February 27, 2018

Staring back at me

is a woman I no longer recognize.

We share the same deep set brown eyes,

hers filled with unbridled hope,

while mine hold a weariness with life

that she has yet to experience.

Her face, lit with a smile so bright dimples pop in her healthy, glowing cheeks,


February 27, 2018

I started off like Miss Sunshine in a pretty party dress, my heart a bright red and blue ‘Open’ sign for the motel on that dark roadside where most accidents happen. With a smile, I would give beds away in exchange for good company. Caveat Venditor. My hourglass guests...

February 27, 2018

Arcade Fire: Everything Now

Rating: 7/10

Arcade Fire is just one of those bands that has always stayed relevant throughout my life. No matter how old I get, or what changes I experience in my life, Arcade Fire always seems to care.

The band released their most recent albu...

February 5, 2018

     The story of love is intertwined with the story of man. Love is born, love grows and changes, and then love dies. But when that love is gone, it leaves something behind. It leaves something that changes us and makes us better.  The story of my most recent love is...

February 5, 2018

Humble small speck of green utopia

From the surface seemingly motionless

Yet full of life, cilia beat ceaseless

Paradise to the paramecia

Translucent tendrils flow, pseudopodia

Amoeba disturbing the peace. Restless

Flowing like a river alive, seamless

Trapping countless clust...

February 3, 2018


     If you know me, then you know that I adamantly HATE satire, sarcasm, and ESPECIALLY satirical journalism. Definitely not things I’m interested in or have some sort of odd inclination for. So, I don’t really know how to write satire and I don’t know...

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