NFL Player | Poet | Public Speaker | Artist
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…
Continue reading ➞ Everything Buried
What is this pride I get when I hold you? This love I feel when I say your name and you smile? I don't deserve this, Your affection so innocent and pure. It doesn't matter who I was before holding you. All that matter's is the type of uncle I pledge to be for all…
I wonder what you dreamt about before you ever knew failure. What was your heart’s desire before you ever let them break it.
They fly in one by ten. Baggage, smiles, hugs, hikes, tequila, bonfires, and encouragement. It’s a funny feeling when you find a piece of home in everyone you love. As flights touchdown your heart un-breaks.
I first met Joseph Gilliam in the Fall of 2010 at Purdue University. We were both football players on full scholarship, living in the same dorms, eating at the same table, sweating, and bleeding for the same team. I have to admit though, at first Joseph and I did not get along. It wasn't anything…
Continue reading ➞ The Death of My Best Friend, The Birth of My Angel
When you left me you left questions. What was wrong with me? Why didn’t you love me? Why did everyone else deserve a father but me? When you come back into my life you came with more questions. Why now? Why should I trust you? Why should I give you the time of day? All…
Professional football gave me the means to do a lot of awesome stuff, but beyond the material things it allowed me to take care of the people I loved. I got the opportunity to move my grandfather in with me and be his caregiver. Jenkins Gaston Moore was fiery, comical, and as wise as he…
I came to realize that at 26 there would never be a perfect time to move to LA. I kind of refer to myself as a bit of a wanderer. I'm not sure whether to attribute my wanderlust to moving at a young age, my curiosity for the vast world, or the fact that I…