Test today, what to say. They were hard, Had a brain fart. Brain still is mush, Poems today stuck. Can’t come up with anything today… Brain is mushified from all the tests I’ve had today.

The man in the mirror Asked me who I was. “I’m me,” I replied. “Are you really?” “Yes?” I questioned. “Are you where you want to be? Doing what you want to do? Did you choose to stand where you stand?” I hesitated, Aren’t dreams just dreams, And reality is reality? I might want more, [...]

I want to be a magician of words, To be able to make people read and say, Look at that assonance. To make people stare in awe Of what an onomatopoeia. To be able to alliterate, And have complete control. But until then, I’m still an amateur, At choosing words. Studying poetry, and admiring other [...]