A Million Doofs (Poem)

Before the age of smart phones
Before internet made noise
Before the masses formed their thoughts through copy pasting ploys

We liked who we liked
And didn’t like who we didn’t

Mighty Maria (Journal Entry)

I have few memories of my childhood. As though someone sifted through my mind and selectively erased the parts I didn’t like or couldn’t handle. The memories left behind are a mixture of a youthful vivacity for the wondrous playground that is the outdoors, and an underlining turmoil that both incites and haunts me.