Fourteen years ago…
I first fell in love with poetry – the ability to create something so beautiful with only my words and imagination. Over the years my hero’s changed from Shel Silverstein to Allen Ginsberg, Kerouac to Shakespeare – but one thing has remained true, and that is the unconditional love I had for the written word. From blue ink smeared on paper to my first typewriter, I have dabbled with rhymes and free-writes, abstract and undefinable prose to expressive and insightful poetry. I have had my heart broken through words, only to fall again.
It has taken years of insecurities, developing patience and honing my procrastination to get to this point – but at twenty-five I am ready. I have words to share and friends to find. Welcome to my own Storylines in Verse.