Moved to Michigan when I was seven. I didn't begin to write until the 8th grade, but before that I was drawing constantly. Now, I used to write becuase of a heartbreak in time, but now I write because I....well, sometimes the words just come to me. I live in Grayling MI and work at the local bicycle shop as a mechanic. I am working on opening a business online specializing in photorealism achromatic drawings. (I make black and white photographs look real.) When I'm not writing or drawing, I am either on my bike or snowboard. And I live for spontanious fun. That's pretty much life for me.
I deleted a lot of what I wanted to say
There is a tourniquet pinching my stomach
For what you have been through
You are so strong
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Comfortable In Shoes
They walk through garbage sniffing for rice
Their black bare feet are leather now under their scorching sun
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Following the Wrinkles of My Smile
It’s not me you fell in love to
It's the wrinkles that consume my eyes
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Late October, Faye’s Motel vacancy sign shorted out
Those petals dried up years ago anyhow
Guess I never saw that train coming as I stumbled over your tracks
Every dish I ever served you came with a side of razor blades
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I’m going to get bread she said
The summer day beared witness to this
She gently shut the door and who knew
That was the last time those fluffy blue slippers
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