My personal poetry and prose journal

I wrote my first line of verse in third grade. It was a poem about different kinds of cars. Along with its accompanying crayon illustration, it hung on the wall of my dad’s office at his auto repair shop for many years.

Much of what I’ve written over the years has, unfortunately, been lost. I’m publishing here to preserve the pieces I still have, along with adding new ones. My focus on business and other facets of life has kept me from producing as much creative writing as I would have liked. It’s time to change that.

I hope you like what I share. And if you don’t, that’s OK. I’ll still like you. Writing preferences are highly subjective. Enjoy!

-Bryan