Here's some of the free verse poems I wrote at the end of last semester going into the beginning of this semester. Unlike my novels, which I write with a lot of discipline and craft, these poems are pure unedited whim. You might say my novels are to my poems what my fine portraiture is to my randomly shot phone landscape pictures.
i am never sure how much you know the words in my soul
(inspired by a conversation)
the mediocre rapture
(written after I took a selfie for the sake of it)
collegiate martyrdom at the hands of society’s stupidity, ah the problem of a potential intellectual in a sea of online shoppers where only the academically intelligent children were the ones left behind