Dear Reader,

Thank you for taking the time to peek at my musings and ramblings.

Aldous Huxley said, “The Highest Order prevails even in the disintegration.
The totality is present even in the broken pieces.
More clearly present, perhaps, than in a completely coherent work.”
I created this site to open up the wounds of my own imperfections in hopes that others will embrace their own creative flaws and display them unapologetically. Some of the most potent words are just the fragments of a broken person that put themselves together again.

An old poetry professor of mine told our class that once you write a poem, it no longer belongs to you… He also said adverbs are lazy and inadequate to convey description…
Seriously, f*** that noise and traditional poetic rules.

The author’s absence may allow the reader to create their own meaning, but it doesn’t remove the presence behind the author’s words. I want you to feel me. I want you to experience the sensations I felt when I was compelled to touch pencil to paper. I want you to feel [period].

An immense issue that we face as modern humans is the repression of vulnerability. We are told not to cry, not to scream, not to emote. I intend to facilitate and create the verbal catharsis and connections that many people desperately need but unnaturally suppress.

I hope this level of authenticity will propel others forward in their inner and outer-worldly explorations. More than anything, I hope this realness speaks out in a way that allows others the luxury to feel in a society that says “Feeling is wrong.”

I’m 24 and still sleep with a teddy bear. How’s that for vulnerability?
Your turn.

Warmest Regards,

Vernacular Acrobat