I started a master’s program this week, thanks to some familial financial generosity. Last night I stayed on campus until midnight while writing the first paper of my graduate degree. Facepalm. Once I printed off the paper and headed out across campus to my car, all the statistics about college campus rapes started running through … Continue reading Walking in the Dark
Dear Professor, I'm really sorry for missing class today. I took the bus from home as usual, but half way to the school I was feeling so nauseated that I had to get off the bus and wait for my dad to pick me up. I attribute this to the cold I've been dealing with, … Continue reading Dear Professor: What I Can’t Say
Hello! My brain is okay but I still don't really know what I'm doing in life. It is snowy where I am in Utah, the skies grayish and the ground too. I don't know why I haven't been blogging lately. I suppose it is because we move through life the way we do scattered rainstorms … Continue reading Metaphors and Memories
Sleep Reflection Waking to the chill of morning, I open my eyes close the window turn off the blaring alarm turn on my loud music throw off my PJs and pull on a sweater and jeans because it’s cool outside. It’s warm in my bedroom so I strip off my clothes and put on light … Continue reading Poetry Friday: Sleep Reflection
11:42 p.m. You think you’re fed up with all these late-night haiku? Try writing them, pal.
(Hey, y'all, I wanted to try this form of blogging. It's probably a one-time thing.) I call myself Maney and I like to write. I'm learning guitar, I love ice cream, and sea otters are my favorite animals. I doodle so much it's not even funny. During school, during church, in my journal, etc. So … Continue reading Getting Doodley
Caught Staring An umbrella leans against a fence, staring at my bus on the road.