by Edward Signaigo | Sep 11, 2019 | Poems
Sometimes I see poets’ faces On faces on the street On people who walk by I see the poets’ faces And I wonder if It’s a coincidence That I keep seeing people Who look like poets Or maybe Those poets Whose faces I see Are connected with me And we are... by Edward Signaigo | Sep 8, 2019 | Stories
Everyone loves a good shit-your-pants story, and I almost had one this morning. I have to shit first thing every morning, usually between 6:00 and 7:30 a.m. I don’t have an alarm clock. I wake up when I have to shit. That’s how I know it’s time to... by Edward Signaigo | Sep 7, 2019 | Poems
If you fake it Till you make it You can’t wonder Why your life Is fake Authenticity is king Always has been Always will be Authenticity Is the undefeated Undisputed Strap holding Crown wearing Greatest of all time Authenticity is both A shield And a sword... by Edward Signaigo | Sep 6, 2019 | Poems
1) I have six dollars in my bank account until my more than seven-week late unemployment check arrives (if it arrives). 2) My rent check is about to bounce because my unemployment check is seven weeks late. 3) I have an anxiety attack every time I have to spend... by Edward Signaigo | Sep 5, 2019 | Poems
I have little To no reason To do anything today I won’t be paid Despite my best efforts And despite What I need to survive So why should I do anything I have dreams But I had them before, too And they got me here To thanklessness So why follow them Into another...
