Well you can love me, or leave me, or rip me apart.

This is the voice that I was given and

If you don't like it take a long walk

Off of the shortest pier you can find.

-William Beckett, from "Black Mamba"

I breathe. I dance. I shop. I walk. I draw. I type. I talk. I doodle. I fold.

I cut. I paste. I quote. I hate. I love. I live. I lie. I believe. I dream. I hope.

I request. I want. I smell. I touch. I feel. I ruin. I fix. I break. I fall. I like.

I eat. I sleep. I sew. I desire. I wish. I fight. I reconcile. I feint. I watch.

I do. I think. I study. I bless. I freeze. I grow. I scratch. I listen. I ache.

I romance. I seduce. I itch. I work. I hurt. I feel. I pease. I worry. I fault.

I am.

Story time...Well, should I say poetry time? Most of these poems that I have written were originally intended for an English project. However I was inspired, and I kept on going. The only one that I have put up that is not a part of my project is Eleven Things I Am Not. I hope to be putting more up soon!

News: I have recently been informed that my (review-less) poem, Collage, is going to be published in a collection of poems! Hooray for me!