Poetry is being alone in a field with your thoughts.

For all confessions of why my life is a *subconscious hurtling toward inevitable death, I mean my poems, give ya boy a follow @extroverted.essay

With just a tap of a button, you could help end artist hunger.

Some published pieces, most not. All pretty shot.

*Seriously though, being a part of the Instapoet community has exposed me to different cultures, stories, languages, dialects, and appetites for the written word. It is here I’ve developed not only ears for creative writing, but also a voice, an alias, an identity around my own. EXES has sharpened my punch and wit x10. Still is.