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You know how people like to say that they wish they’d been born into another generation? Ellen is convinced that she was meant to be growing up in the 50s, Dion is obviously a wanna-be child of the 70s, and Colton, for some reason, thinks it would have been more his speed during the roaring 20s. But me? I think I’m exactly where I belong. Continue reading “Out of Place and Time” →

But I am also so very happy.

People think it’s depressing that I have very few friends left from my hometown, and my high school.

People also think it’s depressing that most nights, unless I have work, intramural soccer, or class, I stay in my dorm room and watch TV on my computer or read.

And to them, I say that it must be difficult to require constant stimulation. To require human contact at all waking hours.

I live with three of my best friends in the entire world.

I have a YouTube show called Cooking with Gandalf, starring a motion censored, talking, armless Gandalf the Grey figurine.

I wrote a three minute play about zombies and a theater group on campus performed it.

I am a regular at the greatest independent coffee shop in the world.

I get to travel to Brussels in less than a year for speech and debate, and over the past two years I’ve also gotten to go to Budapest and Rome with them.

I live in Oregon.

I get to perform slam poetry at two different venues and get compliments every time I do.

I have moleskines filled to the brim with poetry and sections of fiction.

Owl City retweeted me last week.

Steve Kluger replied to my email (twice) a year ago.

I’m part of an international collab channel with six complete strangers who love all the same things I do.

I am a nerdfighter.

I am a junior in college.

I am alive.

Save your pity. I’m too busy having fun to require it.

…. Poetry that you don’t get to read. Yet. But for having a fiction focus for my creative writing major, I sure have been writing and performing a lot of poetry. Continue reading “An Abundance of Poetry” →

WELCOME BACK!!!

I still can’t stop thinking about those paper cranes, so when we were tasked with writing a “still life” poem last week in poetry class, I couldn’t help but revisit them again. The actual assignment was to write a poem mirroring the style of a William Carlos Williams poem (which was merely OK) so I did the assignment but then wrote my own version of the poem. Thoughts? Continue reading “The Paper Crane Ninja: Poetry Remix” →