Poetry Monday: Vanish

Have you ever been invisible?
But you still wanted to disappear?
How can you be more invisible?

It can be painful
Not being noticed
But it’s more painful
When they do notice
And don’t even care

I sometimes feel invisible
But it never feels like enough
All I want is to disappear

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

Coffee & Contemplation: New Book and Other Mishaps

So, I messed up last week. I scheduled my Fiction Friday post for last Friday along with my Flashback Friday post. Fiction Friday should have been today. I’ve had a weird couple of months, and I’ve been extra busy. A mistake was bound to happen at some point. Despite this mishap, I’m looking towards the future. I have many things in the works, and I’d like to share some of those with you all.

This past Tuesday, I released a new book. I didn’t advertise this much. It was more of a personal achievement. The book is called Mushaburui: A Mental Health Journey. This is nonfiction and autobiographical. I spent two years writing for a couple of blogs along with my personal blog. These are personal stories of things I was thinking and feeling at the time. I decided to publish them all together. I may write more and publish those as well. I wanted to see how far I’ve come. This will help push me to continue moving forward.

I still have a long way to go on this journey and writing has helped. I also have another collection of poetry releasing in January titled Cats, Coffee, Catharsis. It’s available for pre-order on Amazon Kindle. I have more details about this as we get closer to the release date. I’m also using some poems from past collections for a show I’m putting on in January. As part of the Tucson Fringe Festival, my show “Men Are Garbage” will feature poems from the collection of the same name. This is also helping me on my mental health journey as many of the poems are about personal experiences.

The show is on Friday, January 10, 2020 at 7:30 at Studio ONE. Get more details and tickets from the Tucson Fringe Festival’s Online Store. I’m both nervous and excited about this as I’ve never read my poetry for that long with no one else on stage. It will be an interesting experience.

The new year has a lot in store for me. I hope it does for all of you too. I hope you all enjoy the remainder of the year. Stay safe out there.

Throwback Thursday Poetry: Acceptance

running through the forest trees
searching for some inner peace
searching for serenity
wishing for acceptance
not sure if it’s there
running out of time to spare
where’s the compassion of the world
lost within self-image and egos
lost here with no place to go
much has happened in this time
too much to try and remember
my conscience wishes to surrender
looking for a place in life
knowing my place is rejection
there are no connections
i feel this way every day
with no solution that can be seen
what does all this mean
have i not proven myself by now
how many years of this torture
never to be accepted before

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.