The Poet

1984 Found Poem

It all happened as he had foreseen

There was no way of knowing

War is Peace

Freedom is Slavery

Ignorance is Strength

Control your face

They struggled inside him

Being a minority does not make you mad

Nothing he did was indifferent

What you say or do doesn’t matter

Life will defeat you

Everything will be dead inside you

They can’t make you believe it

Everybody always confesses

Confession is not betrayal

Only Feelings Matter.

perfection

Soulmates

As published in If All The Trees Were Pens Anthology vol. 1

sunflowers

seeds

artist

Liminality

Synthesizes goals of the organization to find the most aligned solution

Recites poems and stories in each of the issues that are published for viewing on social media while embodying the feeling of the poem

Writes personalized poems for individuals after discussing the style, feel, audience, and occasion

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