At the end of last year I walked down to the tennis courts behind my former middle school, a nostalgic old haunt of sorts. I sat down against a tree and handwrote this poem in my journal. Only after I returned home did I put it in a Google Docs. It’s very serene and might carry your mind away.
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My Toy Chest Is A Fugitive
Poem I wrote for a live reading at the Empire Revue sometime ago! Still one of my favorites because of its darkly comedic take on childhood.
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