Following without thinking, speaking and preaching, words as weapons. Words to live and die for. If we took silence and gave it the same power. Where would that lead us? Into death? or a new existence? Ramblings of a reader, of a writer, not trying to limit or outline what is possible or what isn’t….
Category: Poetry
DACA
It’s just one thing after another. What to do about DACA? And what is left of us now? Our values that we preach as a country, the words within and without that we define and create what is real. Who is valued and who is who, creating definitions, creating borders. This leads us nowhere towards…
Hurricane Harvey
The last couple of weeks have been hard: watching the news and constantly reading up on the current conditions of Southern Texas after Hurricane Harvey, how people act and react in situations like this is both amazing and appalling. I’ve been conflicted writing a response poem to this event because I do not want to…
Free Hand #69
The eye that sees, a mind that bends the thought and the image into one. These words are getting vaguer and the mind becomes a watercolor painting of emotions and misconstruded concepts. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will…
Free Hand #68
Artifice, and imitation thoughts that breath air into objects, that have no meaning. There is too much thinking going on here. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina