I’m the Hot Potato

I am not proud of how I behave in public. I don’t ever feel like myself. I am the star of the world’s least sexy peep show. I fumble. I try and fail to speak to you in French. There are about a billion eyes on me, and I DON’T KNOW HOW TO ACT. ThisContinue reading “I’m the Hot Potato”

I Move to a New City

I move to a new city,Ask it to read me poetry.The city obliges,But do I listen?Not always. I move to a new city,Where there’s a lot more graffiti,Fewer trees,And construction that goes on all year.My date whispers there’s a conspiracy,Doesn’t want them to overhear. The date I know I’ll never see again.I haven’t loved anyoneContinue reading “I Move to a New City”

What If I Don’t Want to Be Perceived?

What I am struggling with the most about social media these days is that it feels as though we have to make ourselves the centre of whatever we post, and most of the time, I don’t want to be perceived. I want to share my art, but I often don’t want to be seen. IContinue reading “What If I Don’t Want to Be Perceived?”

rough red patches

rough red patches on our handsirritated dry skinsigns of pandemic wear on the bodydoesn’t matter how much you moisturizeclean your hands clean your handsclean your handswash them until they crack and bleedstay healthy stay safewhile we run out of tests run out of vaccinesrun out of doctors run out of timewhile you run and slipContinue reading “rough red patches”

Maybe You’re Not Special

Maybe it’s okay to be a regular person. Maybe you don’t have to be special, talented, unique, different, or all that interesting. Maybe you’re not one of those people they’ll tell stories about. Maybe no one will make a movie about your life. Maybe you’re an average Joe, just some guy out here trying toContinue reading “Maybe You’re Not Special”