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I’m Sam. Currently a sophomore at the University of Michigan in the English program, I don’t really plan on posting anything coherent, just a collection of my thoughts. Took the douche-pill and made a blog. If you’re viewing this page, you probably know who I am already.

Cruel Dilemme

Every white lie you tell is an embellishment of who you really are. At some point, you become a facade of yourself. Like everything you’ve ever fibbed about will catch up to you, like every single person you’ve lied about yourself to will come to realize you’re a hack and a fraud. A wave ofContinue reading “Cruel Dilemme”

Dawn

It’s now 6 in the morning, and I find myself unable to sleep. I’ve taken intermittent naps throughout the day, and there’s nothing left for me but daylight in the next 14 hours. It’s a strange feeling, being up this early. At least for me. The rebirth of sunshine and a baptism in the warmContinue reading “Dawn”

Feline Inclinations

I read an article about an English illustrator yesterday. It was about a man named Louis Wain, a man who dedicated his life to drawing illustrations of various anthropomorphic cats. He drew a ton of fucking cats, like, for his entire life he drew these cats. Cats were seen as pests, something to be eliminatedContinue reading “Feline Inclinations”

An Autumnal Breeze

I opened my eyes to find myself limpLaid upon a bed of autumnal leaves.The breeze blew my locks to wrap around my neckA scent of fall greeted me jubilantlyEarthy and warm to contrast a cold nipA cold nip at my cheeks, my skin flushing redMy lumbering body raised itself to standI brushed off my jacket,Continue reading “An Autumnal Breeze”

Musings for a Silhouette

Who are the people I have loved? Well, I’m not entirely sure. Who are the people I love now? I can list a few. I love my dad, Doug, even if he has his shortcomings. Short temper, a bit neurotic. He frets over every small detail. I love my twin sister, Olivia. She’s sweet andContinue reading “Musings for a Silhouette”

Mourning Wall

“We never love anyone. What we love is the idea we have of someone. It’s our own concept—our own selves—that we love.” ― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet I’ve been thinking a lot about the implications of possessing a conscience. The frailty of the human spirit, and the fragility of the relationships we hold.Continue reading “Mourning Wall”

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Something missingAlways has been missingSince my mom passedAnd that cruel friendshipOh so painful I’m stuck in a loopAn eternal loopIt’s like escaping quicksandThe pits of hell Self-inflictedLike an abusive relationshipI am a facsimileTo the pessimist within But I hold people dear to my heartAnd I’m sure they would say otherwiseTell me I’m enoughAnd that IContinue reading “[REDACTED]”

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