II. “I should have waited until Monday.” I mutter to myself while I stare out the window. I am not sure how much time has passed, but I can see soldiers heading home for the day. Shifts are over. “Must be 5 o’clock.” I continue muttering. This room is disturbingly quiet – except for the air conditioner’s motor and the loud click of the seconds hand on the mounted clock. I might have been feeling confused, frustrated, or annoyed recently, but this room feels like... Read More
Some truly upsetting news coming out of Iraq this week where groups “alternative” kids are been singled out for being “emo” and literally beaten and stoned TO DEATH.
Over the course of two years, most of my writing dealt with loss, addiction, depression and learning to cope with living with HIV. These are important issues and every piece published meant a lot for me. PersonallyI hopefully helped someone going through a similar situation and my pieces fit our mission of ”[Giving] voice to anyone [...]