Of the forest of mediums out there, Poem has always stretched wide the warm arms I run to when tensions feel just that inch too hectic.

This whole writing thing itself started with a poem. A little too good of an english teacher plus Romeo and Juliet down right doomed me to the weight of that empty page, my pen, and a crush I’d tried everything else to escape. I guess that night did find me my love.

Most of my poems are about love, still. But that’s enough lamenting. Take a trip through my turmoils and dreams. Feel free to save. Who knows, maybe we’ll relate