Life isn’t an individual experience–
it’s a shared experience,
with a bunch of other individuals.
We are here,
together,
and somewhere within me,
and within you,
lays the ability to make life meaningful.
And for some reason
part of that meaning
is the fact
that it is
an experience
that is being shared with others.
Our lives are in ourselves,
but also,
in each other.
-C.H.
They say that I have a hard face And that I am guarded They say that I am rough around the edges They say I have opinions And that I am a little different They tell me that I am difficult And that my
I have one friend Who is jealous of my single life With all my dates and stories But he Has a good job And a good wife And a good home And a good daughter And a son on the way He doesn’t see it But I
There’s a poetry night coming up here in a few days But my hands are too shaky to write And my body is too broken to fight My mind is too wild to sit still And my will fell ill awhile ago And the ego
