Bleeding Heart

My heart doesn't bleed. It pounds, it beats It screams Electricity burns through it Life, Life it holds it in, pushes it. Demands it. Demands time energy oxygen. It doesn't cease it fights against constant floods and fires and quakes. It stutters, and stumbles, and when met with an immoveable object it becomes the unstoppable … Continue reading Bleeding Heart

The Noticing of the Unnoticed

"That’s how you know you've really got a home: When you leave it, there’s that feeling that you can’t shake. You just miss it." I never truly felt this of New York. Sure I miss my family and friends, but I never missed New York. I've never longed for it. But when I think on … Continue reading The Noticing of the Unnoticed