Another Cup

I’ve had two cups of coffee today and I’m sure I’m going to have another one soon. It’s just one of those days. But that’s okay. I love coffee and I love writing about coffee. I wrote this poem a while ago in my journal, but never thought to put it on the blog. Tell…

Heat

I don’t know how many of you follow my Instagram account — or know I have one — but last night, I posted a poem on there that I’d love to share with all of you. I’d absolutely love it if all of you who follow me here would follow me there too. @comeandgoliterary is…

The Process

I’ve been having a harder time than usual coming up with stories and poems. It’s a little frustrating at this point because I’ve had a lot of these moments recently and I know I’m better than what I’ve been writing lately. I think a part of the problem is that I haven’t been reading anything…

Downpours

I wrote this quickly while looking out my window. The weather has been so terrible lately. From my window, I can see the rain coming close before it actually gets here, which is such an interesting phenomenon because there’s barely anything you can do about it. You have to just ride it out and hope…

How You Lose One

I’ve been reading Catch-22 for a while now and I’m really loving the book. It’s hard to read it and not laugh, and then feel bad about laughing because this book is critiquing serious issues our country was facing. What makes the pain even worse is that all of this is so relevant today. It goes…

Change

ICE has been coming up in the news a lot recently and everything that comes out keeps getting worse and worse. It’s really sickening that we as a country are so capable of offering such little empathy to those who seek our help but happen to be born with different colored skin. I spent my…

Prisoner

I had a lot of ideas about a poem where someone couldn’t escape their past, and I wanted it to be a specific instance that triggers that person to run, but I wanted to focus on what happens after the fact, and what it would be like inside that person’s mind. I was reading an…

Butterfly Effect

I wrote this because we seem to be in a time where one simple action leads into crueler and crueler actions. I’m mainly thinking about politics, and about how a simple “joke” turns into more and more because the more we hear jokes, the more numb we become. There are studies we all know about…

Enjambment

When it comes to poetry, I often struggle with enjambment. For those that don’t know what enjambment is, I’m talking about line breaks. How do you know when to end a line? I was taught that lines should stand alone, but hint towards more. Do you agree? I do, but how do you go from…

Endless

There’s nothing more frustrating than trying to use the wrong tool for a project, knowing it’s the wrong tool, expecting a miracle, and realizing it won’t happen because that’s how things work sometimes. I think we can all see the metaphor I’m trying to get at with this poem, right? Right? Endless Have you ever…