Your avatar, your face. Your poetic words. And, now, your beautiful voice! It’s like putting together pieces of a puzzle that results in a guardian angel. This feature is hella cool! To put a voice with my vision of you! I could listen to you all day. You are humble, I know, in my mind though, you speak from a podium of love. A Preacher Hero to me. A…
Voice is a funny thing, because it’s not so much about finding a voice, but finding the right one. Experience has taught me it’s a game of balance. The hallmark of a new writer almost inevitably is the tendency to veer into purple prose. This can sound great in the heat of the moment, but a detached editorial view later shows the voice to be inflated…
My world is a messy place.
It is a lazy high.
I’m sorry your polished shoes have been contaminated with my dirt.
In my world there is no dirt, or earth,
But I was planted in it and grew out of it.
In my world the sun doesn’t set,
But I know what night is and I still see the moon.
There is no…
Actually, it’s worth a great deal. Why. Because it validates. It validates in this instance anyway, kids. Who have never received that validation either by family or by any institution. Even physically, they have no concept of who they are. This is why they’re so addicted to the selfie. It validates that they are alive and have a life. Being heard is no small thing. It’s huge.