I always keep a little notepad with me to jot any ideas down.

This poem is written from the point of view of many people, as well as myself, highlighting the ongoing struggle to make it through poverty, but more importantly, to make end’s meet in a weakened economy.

A poem about how I feel with the day to day struggle with life.

A poem about how life’s routine doesn’t change much.

Change is the only constant in the world.

My lame attempt back in college at a villanelle.

A love poem.

It is the small details that make up the big picture.

A reflection of love.

To my inspiration constant: You feed my heart and overflow my soul with vanilla love.