As of May 4th, 2018, I am the proud owner of a Bachelor of Arts in Political Science and International Affairs. If you've been following this blog since its very inception in 2010, then this might be tripping you up as much as it tripped me up. I still have vivid memories of giving college … Continue reading Forgiveness, can you imagine?
I hate calling myself a poet, in the way I always struggled with calling myself an artist (I still don't like calling myself an artist). To be a "poet" or an "artist" means you have received a degree of instruction, or self-taught prowess, of a calibre that it can be disseminated. I don't think I … Continue reading Poetrygrams, privacy and setbacks