Finnegan Begin Again

I am an inefficient grocery store shopper. Case in point, I’ve been to Fresh Market twice in the past five days. As of this writing

I wrote a poem about going back to sleep after I wake up in the morning. It garnered me my first ‘clap’ on a published

I’m considering moving for a job. The last time I did something like that I moved to Greece to teach. This time it wouldn’t be

First Light enters, In muted colours of blue grey and yellow. — Teasing through window blinds Down a resting head, Daylight covers pillows Tamed by