NFL Player | Poet | Public Speaker | Artist
After my first serious break up as a young adult, I was in shambles. My previous relationships ended with two people growing into themselves and eventually growing apart. That felt normal. I was almost proud of growth so deep that even the way I perceived love had blossomed in some ways. Nevertheless, heartbreak was something…
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It’s raining here in LA & that in itself is a small Miracle I’ve learned to embrace Wishes & Prayers, & Miracles no matter The size. I’m watching the Oscars Smiling and crying for strangers I know so well I wish I was dripped in gold Protected & valued, As a trophy should be I…
The Spring conducts its intimate ritual, Almost unnoticed by man. The winter's bite Came greedy—and hungrier than in past years. The visitors of our home, all teeth and laughter, Join in the barbaric joy of the Super Bowl, Thank God! Welcomed intruders pleading: save me a slice of pizza and a spot by the tv.…
For the last three sunrises, there have been two jackhammers playing tic tac toe on my temples. I have started meaningless fights with my lover, and a hero died one morning before my first cup of coffee. Writing my memoir, I recall empty liquor bottles and sinks full of blood. I don't know what's happening,…
How many times will you do the right things for the wrong person? How many times will you give your worst lover the best parts of you? How many times will you Scotch tape your heart together, Superglue your sanity back intact, And crawl towards the light of hope? How many times will you cry…
Regrets drown themselves in moments. Fear from exes sowed to your heart, jagged scars, purple bruises like violets, over watered with tequila. So much of your pain is gasping, wounds on your body, secret poems. Pungent smells of rotting corpses, stacked too high to burn. So drown them. Throw them in the ocean of ignorant…
A warm kiss caresses My lips The city appearsColossal, bright, & intimidating fromthis rooftop downtown It is from This view the moonSeems like a haloIt is The crown around your head that causesThis warm kiss to brew a fire within my insecurityA wildfire(from an angel to a sinner) It is the strength of this warmth…
I am the rose that grew from concrete Wilting after being stepped on by lovers Who promised to be gentle Believing they came to breathe in my fragrance To pluck me from misery And carry me home Watered in the most breathtaking vase And admired for ages Assumption was the thorn I used to hurt…
When in Sundance, Where I only knew about the festivals, I started my own fireInside a secluded cabinSo hot I opened the back door, I wrote. Popping almonds into my mouthSnow threatened to fall, or promised.I wondered about seasons and thought Obsessively about my lover. My fellows mistook my seclusion For looniness,For loneliness nestled between…
How many thoughts do you have daily that you never speak on? How many emotions run through you that you never claim out loud? Why are you afraid to share with others what you're going through, feeling, or trying to figure out? Well, where poetry comes in. This week's poetry prompt is a time to…