JOURNALS OF JO

Days like today always make me ask why of my life. It is 98°, ninety - eight degrees outside. It's the last week of August. There's no...

My body awoke My spirit sought you out You love me Perfection is enigmatic Peace is in the storm Reality reveals nothing Life is...

Yall remember that time, that day, that moment, that hour, that second, that thing that happened that stuck in your memory for so long it...

I'll come back to you one day in the long long future from now. I won't miss you at all. I won't miss your dirt or mud or rocks or tall...

I'm going full speed everyday From the time my feet land in the morning, on the floor of my bedside to the moment I lay my head down for the night. It's go time. Get it done. Don't stop. The day won't wait. The clock ticks the same every single day. Every minute is used with purpose. The end of which is where my goal is situated. It's that time in between the time between the tick of the first hand and swish of the second hand. As they merge as one into the hour. That is whe

I only got these two arms. Which are attached at the shoulders joint, which are attached to my collarbone, which are attached to my...

But these people. These people were different. These people smelled of death.

That's when I roll my eyes to the back of my head and realize I don't appreciate the stability of everyday is the same thing.

I think when she cried it was at night, where not a soul could hear her...