Whether you have arrived here with intentionality or by sheer happenstance, I celebrate your arrival to my (both literal and figurative) domain. You now find yourself in the not-quite-hallowed halls of the grand repository of my nonsensical ramblings, thoughtful diatribes, and therapeutic musings.

My hope is for you to feel a sense of connection. If you find yourself relating to, or moved by, one of my pieces, please grace me with a comment or two to let me know how I am doing.

I implore thee, impart upon me thy words.

Like most artists, my cravings include caffeine, excessive wordplay, structure that I can both follow and ignore, and thoughtful feedback, which helps me to better understand the ways people connect with my writings.

Have an enjoyable stay.



~ elr

Poetry Favorites

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A 3D rendering of a darkened child's room at night. A red alarm clock sits atop a book beside a lamp on the nightstand, illuminating part of the room. The blanket and sheet are pulled down, and the bed lies empty save for two pillows and a teddy bear. From beneath the bed, two tentacles reach out.
Awakened again, unable to sleep, for the stirrings below of leviathans deep. [continue] ...
: Dark, Favorites, Introspection, Poems, Writing

Three A.M. (a poem)

Angel of Grief Statue. A beautifully carved statue of an angel with her head down, forehead on her crossed arm, weeping in utter grief.
words have always, ALWAYS been here for me. yet, now, in this moment, they bring no comfort... [continue] ...
: Favorites, Grief, Loss, Poems, Struggle

without (a poem)

A male arm, clothed in white, reaches out to point his index finger at you. The white-skinned hand has a plain, gold wedding ring on its ring finger.
Blame the speed limit for the ticket, the intersection when it's run, and the law for the crime. Blame the bullet for the war, the knife for the cut, and the stone for the corpse. [continue] ...
: Anaphoric, Change, Favorites, Introspection, Poems, Social Issues

Blame (an anaphoric poem)

Recent Poetry

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Frost-covered graves in a desolate cemetery with leaning tombstones and barbed wire in the background.
We all take our grave at the end of our days. Dreams left unfinished as the body decays …lying silent as children play. [continue] ...
: Acceptance, Change, Dark, Expectations, Fears, Growth, Inspiration, Introspection, Learning, Legacy, Poems, Struggle, Transition, Truth, Uncertainty

What is to come? (a poem)

Woman wearing a black top holding a blue magnifying glass and red flashlight, looking puzzled as she inspects something off-screen.
We all have a babysitter, she's not family, per se. She moved into our home and it seems she's here to stay. [continue] ...
: Abuse, Change, Community, Learning, Poems, Religion, Social Issues, Trust

Auntie Social (a poem)

Open vintage book with a dried rose resting on its pages, outdoors against a green background
It’s easy to catch and hard to let go. You’ve got the itch? Well, what do you know. [continue] ...
: Art, Books, Inspiration, Poems, Poet, Poetry, Writing

Affliction (a poem)

Recent Articles

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Person wearing a cream striped robe standing near calm water, hand resting at the side (no face shown).
I have seen too much to believe in them anymore. I have lost my faith. (417 words) [continue] ...
: Abuse, Acceptance, Articles, Change, Christian, Christianity, Expectations, Faith, Grief, Growth, Hope, Inspiration, Introspection, Learning, Loss, Love, Religion, Social Issues, Strength, Struggle, Trust

Faith Redefined (article)

Two stacked electronic keyboards on a wooden shelf against a red brick wall, with ship models and books on the shelves nearby.
Though my parents hadn’t encouraged me in the pursuit of my dreams, my friend showed that he believed in me, and that sometimes we may need to pivot. (1,436 words) [continue] ...
: Acceptance, Art, Articles, Change, Expectations, Fears, Growth, Hope, Inspiration, Introspection, Learning, Strength, Struggle, Writing

Set the Past Aside (article)

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I know the world is a scary place right now. I will not sugar coat that fact. (478 words) [continue] ...
: Acceptance, Art, Articles, Change, Expectations, Fears, Growth, Hope, Inspiration, Introspection, Learning, Strength, Struggle, Writing

Business advice for me, from me. (article)

Recent Thoughts

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Collage of poetry-themed images arranged in a grid, framed by an ornate gold frame. Includes open books, a word cloud of poetry terms, and writing objects.
I did a search for an image to accompany my latest poem, and these were the results. [continue] ...
: Art, Books, Expectations, Inspiration, Introspection, Photo, Poet, Poetry, Social Issues, Struggle, Thoughts, Writing

Another Trope (thoughts)

Sad woman surrounded by people walking on a busy street.
Most of my life, I have been chasing approval. [continue] ...
: Art, Growth, Introspection, Learning, Nature, Thoughts, Writing

Chasing Approval (thoughts)

Today, I realized. (thoughts)
Just when I think I’m at a point where I’m okay and can finally start moving forward, someone casually or incendiarily hurls those three words, burning me to the core. [continue] ...
: Change, Drama, Family, Fears, Grief, Growth, Hurt, Introspection, Learning, Lonely, Loss, Social Issues, Struggle, Thoughts

Today, I realized. (thoughts)

Recent Stories

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A man preparing to drive a white, painted finishing nail into a board with a hammer while his left hand supports the nail. A ladder, shop benches and tools are visible in the background.
In 1984, I decided to pierce my left ear. I did it myself with a bag of ice, a sterilized needle, and a bar of soap. (492 words) [read] ...
: Growth, Inspiration, Learning, Love, Short Stories, Stories, Struggle, Trust

The Earring

A bright red umbrella site alone on an aged European, wet, gray brick street. Overlay of pianist playing piano.
Pianist and Composer, Jason Fervento asked, "How does this song make you feel?" (107 words) [read] ...
: Change, Fiction, Learning, Loss, Love, Short Stories, Stories, Struggle, Trust, Vignette

I Stand Alone (a vignette)

A monochrome image of snow falling softly on a line of wood and cast-iron benches that line the sidewalk in a New York City park. In the background, old buildings stretch into the distance.
Sometimes the warmth we need comes from an unexpected place. A novella (10,025 words). [read] ...
: Drama, Fiction, Grief, Hope, LGBTQIA+, Loss, Novellas, Slice of Life, Stories, Struggle, Transgender

Cold

Topics

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A luxurious Chinese wood and brass jewelry box, with abalone inlay and a bird design in the center of each panel. The box is sitting on a weathered wooden table with an old dark brick wall in the background
If you live your life in a box, it really doesn’t matter how pretty it is on the outside. [continue] ...
: Introspection, Random, Struggle, Thoughts

observation from the inside (thoughts)

A photo of an old, wood-framed, Victorian era mirror with one of its two flourishes broken off. It is leaning against a worn and cracked wall with exposed brick at the bottom and up the side. The heavily worn and marked wooden frame, dirty glass, and damaged silver backing decry the mirror's age.
It’s funny how something as innocent as a mirror can be the downfall of so many people. [continue] ...
: Dysphoria, Growth, Random, Struggle, Thoughts, Transgender

downfall (thoughts)

The silhouette of a woman at sunset, sitting in the grass, her head tilted onto her knees.
When all around me crumbles, falling apart before me, you are my refuge. Shelter me. Protect me. [continue] ...
: Christian, Poems, Prayer

Falling Apart (a poem)

 

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