Prose

I’ve written about my four lines of poetry a day project before.

Since April 1st, 2017, I’ve been writing 4 line poems every day, often while commuting, in a series I call Dear Diary. To make things more interesting, I’ve limited myself to 5 minutes per poem. (And yes, I’ve published the majority of these on Instagram.)

Call me old fashioned, but I know this will get to you. This past week I saw you all over Portland. You made me feel at home.

It started as a part-time job.

For over two decades the Chicagoland area was home. I grew up in a northwest suburb, spending most days within a 2 mile radius of my house. When I did venture into the city, I was always with family or on a school trip so we only experienced iconic Chicago:

One year ago I lost a friend suddenly. He happened to be a coworker and former manager so I found out at work. My teammate chatted Yo, can you talk for a sec? On the phone? I casually answered his call.