By RKO

Send me home and bring down the skies. If I can remember the words I wrote yesterday, maybe I’ll feel fine. If you pay me any mind, I’ll start to lose mine. I wish I’d been a lyricist so these fractured sentences would bloom in the hearts of teenage romantics.

I’m awake, and I don’t want you to forget.

            Keep me around your finger. It’s so much better than feeling less than alive, than reading half-assed hormonal detective stories. You may find me less than steady, but I’m sure to smile anyway, if it puts you anymore at ease. I can hardly wiggle in the space between the time you breathe in and the moment you evaporate under my thumbs.

How Can You Ask Me Again? (11/23)

What year is it?

Hello, all. I apologize for my hiatus. I actually, I wouldn't even call it a hiatus because it has been full of homework and classwork and finals work and cleaning and driving and pining and cleaning some more and waking up at weird times and so on and so forth. To sum it up, college has been a whole tragic monologue of business. 

The plan was to make an update a couple of weeks ago after I had performed at an open mic night. Remember the poem I said I wanted to recite? Did not go over as well as I planned. I had not practiced enough and the results were not at all satisfactory, so you still have that to look forward to at some point or another, just not now. 

You see the bearded man in the picture above? That's Allen Ginsberg. A while ago I was assigned to read "Howl," and writing has not been the same since. I've started on this series of excerpts of whatever my brain decides to throw up at that certain point in time. Some of it is rather personal and emotional, but what I like about it is how honest and bare it all is. I think that's what I've derived most from Ginsberg's writing is the nakedness of his words. It's refreshing, in a way.

So, I'm pleased to say one of those excerpts will be posted in a moment. This will probably not turn into a regular kind of update like my poetry, but it's a brand of work I know I will continue to pursue, so it's very likely more will be posted in the future. These posts will be put under the label "howling" in reference to Ginsberg's poem.

Meanwhile in my life, I'm staying in Louisiana for Thanksgiving and get to see my family from Tennessee tonight. I'm very excited - I miss them all very much. 

I have a lot of video blogs to catch up on. Thank you, Miss McGuire.

I get to see Frank Turner in March! 

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Thank you very much for reading! In the words of a good friend, be lucky.

I'll end today with a recent music video from one of my favorite current artists, Florence + the Machine.