More crap from the ’90s

(Most of the following poems were found in a few different notebooks. Some of it has potential. Some of it is complete shit. Either way, this process still allows me to purge these old papers each time I add them to this blog.)   9/10/97 She speaks of the past as something horrid; something so

4/26/97

(I just found this little rant. I was 22, so don’t hold it against me. I am writing this while reading it for the first time in 19 years. No edits help me see who “me” was then.) 4/26/97 Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I’m a modest guy. Fairly modest at

Book reflection (11/30/1997)

(This was another piece from my Seminar for Writers class at Washburn University in 1997. I really miss the fellowship / competition of a writing class. In all honesty, I don’t even remember writing this piece, so it was a surprise when I came across it tonight. I assume this book review was assigned following