Booze Poem by MG

"I'm Beer for you..." "Oh, for fuck's saké!" "Hakuna ma vodka? Rumming you up wrong? Too... Winey?Photo...Ginic?" "Whiskey and whiskers? Burping after Bourbon?" "Taste of Tequila? Moves like Jäger? Kinky Kahlúa?" "Wait a Triple Sec! Ambushed by Amarula, armed with Amaretto, Absinthe's the absentee..." "On the contrary,your Cointreaucompared me to Compariand honestly,Grand Marnier,that's not really … Continue reading Booze Poem by MG

Seeing the Unseen

"Change" isn't what we see or unsee; "Change" is the difference in how we experience what we see in the unseen. ~Mikavelli~ Life just seems so different now Not triggered by sudden noises nor crowds Or perhaps because there just aren't as many around Or maybe the echoes just don't sound as loud Trains and … Continue reading Seeing the Unseen

Poem to You

Dear Darling, You asked me recently to opine on your 'issue' Though it's pretty obvious, given all the clues Seems you're scared to feel what's real to you Scared of projecting what you've been through All the while desiring adventure and something new Yearning to love freely breaking from your ideals and rules Still, guarding … Continue reading Poem to You

I’d Learned to Blend-in with Narcissists (poem)

(creative writing, fiction story) here’s a story so convoluted that took place in a place so populated with rats in a rat race densely concentrated here’s a story of the oppressed— the narcissists see, i’d wanted to comprehend narcissists but without experience, all i had was a hypothesis so i delved undercover(s) to experiment with … Continue reading I’d Learned to Blend-in with Narcissists (poem)

What’s It Like To Be Your Kid?

(creative writing, cultural observation, fiction story, for a friend) What’s it like to be your kid? To exist merely for academic bids Whose purpose is merely to grow up and work Earn status for the family and that’s his whole world? What’s it like to be your kid? To get A’s at school but still … Continue reading What’s It Like To Be Your Kid?

I Am As I Am

Need I remind you that I am as I am Not perfect, not great Neither bad, nor evil I am only as real As you are capable of knowing I am as I am A transformation in the making An experience of all that I have been through ...I am as you are... A reflection … Continue reading I Am As I Am

Morning Sun Midnight Rain

Every morning, I open the curtain Hoping for some sun to pour in Some days, I get a shining radiance That gives a majestic illusion of permanance Only to have it take a break Almost exactly the very next day When the clouds roll in and the rain pours down Thunder roars, lightning flashes all … Continue reading Morning Sun Midnight Rain