This is a home for poetic projects and gibberish. Hopefully, at some point, this will end up being a collection of most of the writings I've ever done, which is quite a bit. I have yet to decide if I want to censor anything or bare the brutality for all to see. There will probably be some pdfs, a few shockwave pieces, and some random text files and what not. The pieces are arranged from newest at the top to oldest at the bottom.

Thirty Second Technical Rant: If you can't see any of the files correctly, then I'm leaving the responsibility of updating up to you. I would recommend the newest version of Firefox or Mozilla. But, I realize people cling to Internet Explorer even though it's a life raft laden with holes. If you must have Internet Explorer, have the newest version, and for Pete's sake (whoever he may be) don't use I.E. on a Mac! You can download Adobe Acrobat Reader if you can't view the pdfs.

"Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them."

a step to the south into bordered streets
cars pass by too slowly here
a numb beginning to the evening
of a day that wouldn't last
i would have made my way back
but didn't know where to go
somewhere in the background
i heard the world unraveling
it didn't stop here, but it started