I recently learned of the kindness of men, although the unkindness of ravens left me without my writing desk and a pen, and believe me when I say I once lost it all on fools gold and found myself wondering what i was actually told. See I believed once, in all that there was to … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #17
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#24: Dear S.B.
Dear S.B. I'm astounded every time my mind wanders back to you, and the bullshit that you put me through the short time that I worked for you. Hell, I can't even look at a Red Cross sign, or ad, without feeling a deep bitterness that really should solely be relegated to you; because I … Continue reading #24: Dear S.B.
#15: Dear Professor H-
Dear Professor H, I'm bored. I've been bored for years. The first day I stepped into your classroom I was bored, and it wasn't because you are a boring professor. Actually, you are quite the opposite. You were one of my favorite professors; albeit slightly terrifying in the awe-inspiring, never want to get you angry, … Continue reading #15: Dear Professor H-
#3: Dear Faith
*note: I've just been working double shifts into 12 hours shifts and am watching the weather that is currently tearing through Iowa. The next three letters will be up tomorrow. Here is a letter for today. Dear Faith, You work too much. Everyone is saying it...those you protect, those who serve with you, those who … Continue reading #3: Dear Faith