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Photosynthesis. 

I don’t hate you, not at all.  In fact we need each other.  But you– You don’t understand my role in it all.  You just keep reaching for my light, Nourished by my boundless energy: How I can dance on paper walls And fill a room Until it’s bursting at the seams with brightness.   Your… Continue reading Photosynthesis. 

NYC Life · writing

Poor Donatello

Sunday night. Low key. Four late-twentysomethings sit in a self-proclaimed “New Zealand” bar in the Financial District. We muse about growing up in the 90s… Nerf guns, Creepy Crawlers, Doug and Patty Mayonnaise. Someone holds a candle up to their face and starts reciting the Midnight Society speech from Are You Afraid of the Dark? only to have… Continue reading Poor Donatello