Part 2 of the collection. Art is written for art, and that’s all it means.
Usually when I put together a collection of writing, I will make a book by hand binding it. This time I am going to put the collection on here, titled “Love Songs I Write To Myself”. Enjoy!
Life lessons I teach to myself.
The changing of the season, wintering is upon us. The natural slowdown of life, to know the moment before it is too late.
Say a prayer for every animal finding their resting place on a concrete grave. Constant casualties of a faster age.
Poem conspired in a forest, the only place that makes sense.
Hello world. Here in Japan we’ve had the reality of the coronavirus for months now. Life goes on. Hang in there.
Self-reflection on self-love. Who am I?
The ever rising and falling tide of pleasure. It is never far off and it is never here.
Poem #2 in “All One”.