Trust

Most of the time i can't trust myself enough To know that i know enough about what i'm doing. Running on the treadmill always trying to keep up Gnashing teeth. Wringing hands. What is it i don't understand? I keep trying to fill this emptiness, with some goddamn ideal will it ever be enough? Spiraling [...]

Hiding Spots (Haiku) In the Park (Tanka)

In the park we found so many trails, diverging and converging all over again. There were so many special hiding spots which we made our own, though, I knew that other kids, families, newly dating couples, did the exact same countless times before us. Hiding spot under Twisted branches and broad leaves Small stream trickling [...]