A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) In Peace/pieces

It’s true, I will never be whole again. It is also true that I am still broken. It has been more than a year. The way you came into my life, The way you claimed I was the one for you, You tore me up, you became a part of my soul. The only future…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Choosing Myself

There are times when we choose to be docile, to be accommodating. Then there are times we must defend our positions, to declare with our strongest voice: “This is the hill I stand upon, and these are the principles I believe in.” Friendships are another version of loving, caring, relationships. They must be fair, equitable,…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) For Peace and Hope

This used to be the only way I could communicate, To tell the truth from the lies, To understand what was real and what was not, Every word spoken out loud seems empty and lost, The ability to decipher the reality from fantasy, Those friends around me, are they really foes? Why does it seem…

School Work Response

I’ve written about being in school many times on here. Some of the work is really frustrating. In one of my classes, a required Microsoft Publisher class, we were required to create a newsletter about our family or home life. I was in a really bad mood when I wrote it. The teacher’s response? “I…

About me?

In my writing class, one of the first exercises is to write a “book jacket bio”. Here’s what I came up with. I hope you enjoy it (and to my Realtor friends, please take no offense) 😉 (me) was born in the Emerald City; Seattle, Washington in July of 1978. As the child of a…