When I was in high school I was a passionate writer and poet. I remember finding an old box a few years ago that had old handwritten poems that I had forgotten about. Reading them was a surreal experience where I was not sure where this passion came from in me. I certainly couldn’t write something like this now.

I think as I got older the collective scar tissue from 16 years later has made me a different person altogether. I lost something pure and raw along the way. Now I just follow poets like Mike Essig hoping to get those little glimmers of life by proxy because I can’t seem to find it in me anymore.

I think getting older is just us collecting so much bullshit that we don’t feel particularly strong about much. I certainly think that is part of it.