Subway Musings

Who would you be if you weren’t angry? I responded that I didn’t know and as the days pass by that ideal individual appears elusive. I find that everything makes me rage internally and want to slam people’s heads into walls. Inconsiderate people on the train who never take their backpacks off so that it…

Baby Michelle was Melodramatic

Welcome to the new Tuesday installment! It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Let’s start off strong! Armor Put it up Keep it…

Impenetrable

I am impenetrable. I am impenetrable because I will it to be so. I have the last say and I will not let you dig under my skin and I will not let you manipulate me and I will not allow you to have any power or sway over me. I have the agency in…