Internal "CON"fessions

Written during a time of confusion and uncertainty about the future, the poems inside this journal could be considered "raw", "uncut" and somewhat angry. But that would be only half the truth. They became the first hand witnesses of life behind electric fences and helped to breath life into an otherwise dead soul. They saved my life. Love, life, fear, doubt and a variety of other feelings color this volume of poems, and they are all me; the good, the bad and the not so good to look at.