Poetry

I know a lot of people who lose sleep over poetry.

It's one of those horrible necessities of English lit. in high school, but as you might have guessed, I quite enjoy it.

What do I see in poetry? I see an artistic way to be a bitch. I see an eloquent way to be as fantasically weird as I am. I see a way to express myself without sounding corny or suicidal. Death, love, life...such things need special words.

My poems are about me. They're about my relationships with people - with my dad, my friend, and the boy in the back of lit class. They're about what I see and how I feel. They're about my frustration, my anxiety, my anger. My hope, my bliss, my happiness. Big things like that. When words fail, poetry triumphs.

People dismiss poetry. They think it's corny, or too difficult, or useless. But when you read my poetry you're looking through a tiny window into my soul. And what you'll see there is something deep and haunting and magical. Everyone has a little Garden of Eden, complete with Snakes of Sin, in their souls - the difference is that mine has little peepholes, little snapshots. Beauty is wasted if the eye cannot behold.