A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) As We Go

No, I don’t know, Though I’ve searched high and low, Who I really am? No, I do not know, Where I will go. None of this life is part of or pre-planned. I continued to search, From coast to coast. From Atlantic green, To the Pacific blue. But of this life, I make the most….

Turning towards the sun

It’s been a long, long, long time since I’ve been around here. You may have noticed. Maybe you haven’t. Maybe you just thought I dropped off the face of the earth. Maybe I did. There’s been so much change, both internally and externally, that I’ve experienced in the last — oh, 2 years or so,…