Manhunt

I lay facedown in the dew-covered grass.  It was almost silent, but I knew that it wouldn’t stay that way for long.  The night was dark, but not too dark.  The grass was green, and even in the blackness, it was obvious that it was spring. I was counting on human tendencies to hide me. …

Bittersweet

I wrote the first two lines of this several months ago, mostly because I liked the sound of them. Today I discovered that a friend of mine from middle school died less than a month before his nineteenth birthday. We haven’t really talked in three years, but it still has hit maybe a little harder…

Goodbye, Sunshine

So, this is kind of depressing, but I wrote a poem, so be grateful, Marcus! I wrote this when I was returning to school, and the funny thing is, when I got on the plane, it was sunny, and when I got to school, it was raining. And it doesn’t rhyme, in fact, it really…