Monthly Archives: February 2011

Great news! The Central Branch of the London Public Library will be hosting another creative writing group for people who have experienced homelessness, starting June 18, 2011. I will be facilitating this group on Saturdays from 2:00-4:00pm in the 3rd … Continue reading →

I’m trapped in these faded memories The ones I fear the most The horror when night must fall It’s so dark and I can hardly see your face Though I know who you are I feel you touching me Your … Continue reading →

Good evening to London. I’m glad that you’re watching this. I’ve got something to say about poverty consciousness. I had to share my thoughts so I could get in for free, and since I can’t afford beer I guess I’ll … Continue reading →

I stopped by a florist shop to look at some flowers. While there a sign caught my eye, it read “Roses Are Forever” I thought of you sitting at home alone so I bought you a dozen roses with a card … Continue reading →

I could do it I had begun Some is set down somewhere Does anyone ever re-read their journals Impossible to set it all down Lots just has to be lived… —my preference I CAN set down “Don’t be helpless” (my … Continue reading →

I walked on the Greyhound bus in London, Ontario Thinking about how this year I sure wouldn’t see much snow. I felt as happy as a kid opening up presents on Christmas day Yet scared like I did at fourteen … Continue reading →

I am afraid of this world in which I am living. I am afraid of the things I see. I am afraid of the people around me. I am afraid to love or be loved. I am afraid to trust. … Continue reading →

Happy, not Mobile, barely How many can jump ship to pull back to the self of selves condemnation needs relief Depression, energy Time slows, I hear the clock Mourning unavoidable The cement between bricks won’t dry Mould must be dealt … Continue reading →

Once upon a time there was a little boy and his name was Kevin. He was a good kid. He was pretty smart too. His parents had a problem with alcohol and he was starting to notice that they were … Continue reading →