Tag Archives: Memories

Momentarily Misplaced

I can’t tell you the last time a commercial on TV, or an advertisement on the internet, left me saying to myself, “Wow, I need what they’re selling.” I don’t know if I’ve ever thought that. Sure, maybe the food … Continue reading

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Piece Of My Heart

Forget what I said, forget what you’re told Tonight is the night, we’re going to grow old Don’t look at the wound, time will never heal it See me in the next life, I swear to still feel it So don’t count the nights I cried, the Lord … Continue reading

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Mississippi

The chill I felt that day is still warm I am staring at myself but there is no mirror No one is moving and I cannot hear A hood blocks out the noise A single tear breaks the silence Who … Continue reading

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Good and Fine

Sometimes you cannot put a feeling into words try as you may a tear may come first and that is why the hardest poems to write are written without the guide of your finger they are the poems you feel … Continue reading

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A Letter to Santa (Reblog)

Well, knock me over and call me a little kid that you didn’t see. Two reblogs in one day? I’ve gone soft. I wrote a letter to Santa the other day and challenged my followers to do the same. Jess … Continue reading

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A Letter To Chris

Dear Chris, I’m already laughing and all I’ve written is “Dear Chris”. This isn’t good. It’s great! We’ve been best friends for fifteen years and I’ve never called you “Dear” before. I might have to try it out in person when … Continue reading

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What I’m Proud Of

“Ale mess you Paul” Those were the four words scribbled across a piece of yellow construction paper that had been folded in half – unevenly – to resemble a card. On the inside were two stick people. One was me, … Continue reading

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Dogs Don’t Like Me

You know, it’s tough. We all just want to be liked. People just want to be themselves, without judgment. And yet despite all that, the word “hate” still exists. People are still bullied, picked on, and outcast. Some are even chased … Continue reading

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When Did You Get So Funny?

For me, it was February 2007. That’s when I “got so funny.” I was on a broken down bus, on the side of a highway in Quebec, at 11PM. It was cold. No. It was freezing. People were panicking. I was … Continue reading

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Freshly Pressed Memories

I’ve said before on this blog that blogging is like talking to yourself and then realizing someone heard you. It’s downright terrifying, actually. When you mutter something under your breath on the Internet, the whole world can hear you, literally. … Continue reading

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