King Pen Since Then 

Before I went into airplane mode
Before I went into airplane mode

Before I had paper. Before I had pen.

I wrapped clouds around my finger. Cotton candy on a stick.
That’s where the habit of me wetting the tip of a pen before I started writing originated.

The sky was my canvas. How I pulled words out of thin air.

My eraser? The wind can be so dramatic. Always a huffing and a puffing when I make mistakes.

But the sun was like a chandelier. It highlights everything great.

I never landed on the moon, but I have rode pass it on my bicycle.

I was caught between a rock and a hard place like E.T.

But when I saw trees covered in toilet paper I knew I made it home.

I put my foot in the door and left it there for an hour before I walked inside.

Yes! Yes! Yes!

I see little yes in the hallway. Big yes in the kitchen. Yes men in the living room.

I know. I know. Some dads go to the store and never come back. But don’t call it a comeback. I’ve been here for years.

It’s just my mind that likes to disappear.



Shout outs:


9 thoughts on “King Pen Since Then ”

      1. When I started this blog, I didn’t expect anything. I was discouraged because I wrote things that were juvenile, because I was juvenile. I’m so thankful for the likes, and the people that are reading. It inspires me to want to continue to write this blog. It gives me hope that I can do anything I set my mind to. Thank you, for your encouragement!

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        1. Hell yeah!!! I just saw the “likes” on your post. Feminism has its supporters, as you see. Just don’t get discouraged if your next post isn’t equivalent in traction. I won’t let you discontinue the blog. That’s why I reminded you how long it was since your last post.

          Keep going, Darryan!

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