Poem-gate.

Just can’t do it — my finger’s been hovering over the Publish button on one of my old poems for a few minutes. It just fills me with horror to release these into the world — these are yearbook-bad.

Maybe tonight, after a few beers….

Oh Noetry.

So, would it get weird in here if I posted some angsty-ass poetry that I wrote nearly a decade ago?

Like, this weird?

I’m cringing at even the thought of doing this, but this blog is supposed to be about me as a writer — and for better or worse – GULP – I wrote these things.

All of them are super bad, but I dug through and found the ones that are the least embarrassing – I think…

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