Day 1 : Down the Rabbit Hole

As part of my therapy and dealing with depression, my therapist recommended that I chronicle my day to day dealings with mental health. In doing so, I started a series of poems detailing the inner turmoil I experienced on the road to Peace. This is Day 1. Today i wrestled with the notion that my mind is my own worst enemy. I’ve told all my secrets, even gone so far as to bargain with them. Anything to cease these torturous ramblings of moments past and futures born of an overworked psyche. Surely something must give. Tempted by tantalizing tablets foretelling … Continue reading Day 1 : Down the Rabbit Hole

The role of artist in society

The role of artist in society is one that is often wrapped in language that makes it very hard to understand what needs to actually be done by an artist. It is one thing to paint or sing but just because you write does not make it that thing that pushes humanity forward. What is happening when a piece of art changes the world? The answer is in order to experience art you have to have a body. In the fact that all humans have bodies we can find our answer to what is happening when art really achieves what … Continue reading The role of artist in society

7 Poems x 7 Days – Scantily – Day 7

Dom here! So I worked with my girlfriend on a 7 day poetry project, at the start of a new day she sent me a new word and I wrote a poem based on the word and submitting them without edits. As I wait to board this flight All is mundane of the world we rest unrested and nod through precursors of stories weve heard a million times while disconnected from the world most float through, and trace the time til lunch at noon clock out, reset, resume… From cubicle seats, some of us can see, the life we want … Continue reading 7 Poems x 7 Days – Scantily – Day 7

7 Poems x 7 Days – Kalopsia – Day 6

Dom here! So I worked with my girlfriend on a 7 day poetry project, at the start of a new day she sent me a new word and I wrote a poem based on the word and submitting them without edits. On a Saturday somewhere in 2014, I visited the Herd Museum in Phoenix and as I moved through the various installations, I ran across one that stuck out and it appeared that it was composed with a great deal of patience and there was beauty in this artistic language displaying both the victories and triumphs of a foreign nation … Continue reading 7 Poems x 7 Days – Kalopsia – Day 6

7 Poems x 7 Days – Succulent – Day 5

Dom here! So I worked with my girlfriend on a 7 day poetry project, at the start of a new day she sent me a new word and I wrote a poem based on the word and submitting them without edits. The classical acoustic guitar and its nylon strings so sweet, filling this busy coffee shop brings up memories of Open Mics, in my earlier days of poetry. We’d convene in spaces considerate of our quest and filled with the greatest chefs, the food was a blessing nonetheless, we’d eat fries and ‘succulent’ chicken breasts, just before spouting our most … Continue reading 7 Poems x 7 Days – Succulent – Day 5

7 Poems x 7 Days – Quintessential – Day 4

Dom here! So I worked with my girlfriend on a 7 day poetry project, at the start of a new day she sent me a new word and I wrote a poem based on the word and submitting them without edits. Time flies in this in life, and we’ll eventually become the people we were meant to and that’ll be, in conjunction with, what we’ve worked towards over the years and at one point in time, nothing was off the board or the table, we just wanted a shot, and we’d connect everytime if given the cables, or the aux … Continue reading 7 Poems x 7 Days – Quintessential – Day 4