A post about being happy

What About Happy?

It’s easy to talk about pain. There’s a great deal of entertainment in it. Poems blossom from deep struggle and confusion, and no great story is without obstacles. Yes, pain is an artist’s best friend. But what happens when we’re happy?  What do we write about then?  I find myself in a particularly upbeat state at the…

Maybe... a poem

Maybe…

Stomach grinding, turning in on itself. Hope rising, only to be shut down again. I want to believe… I want to think I am invisible and fearless. I want to forget the pain that’s made me bitter. My heart is slow to begin again. My brain is sure I’m delusional. Secretly, I