Friday, March 30, 2012

So Close

My remaining Capstone tasks are: minor edits to reflective paper, lengthen critical grounding, print, bind, speechify.

Spring Break seems to have done something strange to the space-time continuum. It's as if the semester was on a roller coaster slowly clicking up a hill until one week ago, and once I got back to campus it was all downhill from there.

I have other assignments, sure, but Capstone inevitably weighs heaviest on my mind. I got my Commencement tickets yesterday. My mom is talking about buying a dress to wear to the ceremony. It's all become very real.

And, I am reminded time and again, "Poems are never finished--only abandoned."

Monday, March 5, 2012


So, I've noticed all these little cryptic notes lying around my night stand and the papers and books around it. Apparently I've been waking up at night and writing myself things on the notepad close to my bed. The latest one says "Darkness within darkness. The gate to all mystery." I think they're ideas for poems. If not, I'm worried.