Sometimes it’s nice to write things down, leave them some place, and find them several months later. You realize how much you’ve grown since then. Perhaps, someone else feels like this now? Maybe it’ll help them realize they’re really not alone.

I wonder if you think of me as much as I think of you.

A poem.

The pain cracking my heart…

A poem I wrote about all of us wonderful Americans.

I truly wonder about things.