The ventriloquist of hearts

If I had a superpower, I would

want to be the ventriloquist of hearts.

I’d want the power to latch onto others and

ail their aching hearts with a tug;

I’d want to mend their cracks with my strings.

I’d fell the greatest tyrants, and court the

purest hearts to my favor.

I’d latch onto my own, but with chains

instead of thin, frail, fragile strings;

I’d cover my heart with chains so I

could feel every palpitation that breathes

life into my vessels.

I would protect my heart with those chains

and it would be impenetrable- a

fortress of contentment in solitude,

a beacon of love that I would savor all

for myself.


The Sun is Grateful Too

I saw the moon reaching out for me, calling out to liberty; I saw the moon rise for me in tranquility.

I felt the sun’s departure from me in sorrow- setting under the horizon, in search of peace from below.

Is the sun not grateful for its own illumination?

Does the sun plead for us to watch it’s placement- dependent on our illumination for its own salvation?

Without a receiver, who could appreciate its scattered rays?

But the moon understands the ways of the world- the moon is an infinite sink, drawing from the sun and giving it strength.

Without one to appreciate the majesty of the sun, perhaps it would rise no more, insecure in its ability to deliver; insecure in its shine.

So appreciate your suns- for gratitude empowers the giver to continue giving.

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From Ash is a chapbook of prose depicting a journey of internal conflict.

Separated into three short parts, Burning Down, Smoldering Embers, and Rebirth, From Ash attempts to accompany the reader through hardship- as well as help the reader find meaning in their struggle.

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Sample prose from “From Ash: Taming the Phoenix”
Philosophy & Politics

The Wallflower Named Contentment

She was always there inside the room, watching your every move. From before you could walk until after you couldn’t, constantly wondering when you’ll see her shadow.

Contentment is inside us; it’s not in the diamond rings on our fingers, the engines of our sports cars, or the stamps on our passports. It’s not in the lovers we encounter or the dreams you’ve materialized, or the journey, or the process. Contentment is inside letting go of the concept that what we’re seeking is outside of us- some kind of energy or lesson or epiphany we’ve spent our lives searching for. If you don’t escape that relentless cycle, then at the peak of every mountain you climb, you’ll only succumb to defeat when you encounter the next; not because of intimidation or laziness, but because you’ve lost yourself to the challenge and the process altogether.

I won’t pretend to know how to escape that process, or that yearning for finding something outside of us that can only be found from the inside. I believe that’s something only we as individuals can discover for ourselves.