Journal

No Home-O

If not for my parents…I might be homeless
I’m 26 and if not for my parents
I could very well be homeless
I’m so lucky because my mom
She says I can stay here forever

Obviously I don’t want to
But I can’t afford to live
Somewhere else
And I’m 26!
Am I supposed to be embarrassed?
If not for my parents…I might be homeless

And that is NOT sexy

Sometimes reality is not sexy

Sometimes it is

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Poetry

My Parents

My parents don’t realize
That I’m an awesome author
So they ain’t proud of me
Yet! I bet in a decade half
They will laugh at present doubts
I swear to God mom. Don’t kick me out!
I swear I’m writing a classic work
She says, I need to be more practical
And that I’m just like one of my aunts
Hey man…I’m a writer
I didn’t choose to be what I am

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