THE JOURNAL

The editor’s notebook.

Thoughts, prayers, fragments, and old notes — filed as written.

  • Walk

    Walk

    Sometimes I post bullshit so you have to move around.


  • I could use a band aid the way this head achesBut I insist it’s just a flesh wound..They keep mentioning hospital room. I need a mop or a broom to clean up my head space Not even years of graveyard shift could’ve prepared me for this dead space.I keep a 9mm ball point pen encased-That’s…


  • Somebody Always Gets Hurt

    View this post on Instagram A selfie-style video from @mikeysaintroth.


  • This is a robbery

    No sudden movements. Hands in the air. https://youtu.be/yUZK7CAbnMI?si=Z7DAyKuAZBGPcX4c


  • Always “Untitled”, Always Unfinished.

    Always “Untitled”, Always Unfinished.

    I slip and fall as if I can’t even walk at allI know the steps, literally I’ve done them allThat’s why I’m sitting here tripping like I was not involvedWith all the running and walking that started with a crawlI should know better, but I know not at allMaybe it’d be better to tuck my…


  • Let the room breathe

    If I don’t write it down right then and there, it’s almost as good as gone.  I’m somewhere between 10% done with 90% of my ambitions or 90% done with 100 percent of myself getting in the way.  I pivot like I’m on a spindle. I literally pivot like I’m on a spindle. I’m constantly…


  • A prayer from my mother tongue

    CHamoru-Surah al Fatiha


  • You wouldn’t believe it if I told you

    You wouldn’t believe it if I told you

    I didn’t believe anything until I saw it


  • Back pedaling before I learned to backstroke

    Back pedaling before I learned to backstroke

    I’m in a rhythm that back cycles and there’s no moving backThat’s what they want you to believe I’m in troubled waters like a 6 month old, already struggling to keep my head up Hungry and fed up. I used to have a picture perfect painted picture of a portrait painted life,Till I realized the…


  • Empty Within

    Empty Within

    Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine


  • 09.24.2020

    09.24.2020

    My mind is at war, I’m just observing the conflict My “Good” tries to disperse from nonsense My “Bad” tries to diffuse the progress I’m battling “trusting the process” straddling fences, and weighing my options Calculate dividends/maximize profits Hesitate giving in. Make haste obnoxious For anyone claiming that I should just stop, I say this…


  • Rome was built in 1 day.

    Rome was built in 1 day.

    Oh wait… Day 71. Still in and out. Still figuring it after the bricks (fell)


  • The river still runs deep

    The river still runs deep

    If the river ever dries, we can overflow it with the tears from both of our eyes— But just like the river, my love is ever present. It just does. It exists, and it’s not perfect, but it’s definitely functioning. Rising and lowering with the tide. Sweeping away, all while bringing in anew simultaneously just…


  • Wipe your eyes Mike

    Wipe your eyes Mike

    I may be nothing in your eyes, but sleep is nothing in the eyes in the morning and you still have to wipe that away.  It was there for a purpose.  So lift those God given arms of yours.. Extend your hand.. Elongate your fingers from the position it’s in or the relaxation of a…


  • I need to live now

    I need to live now

    Everybody has felt it


  • In the event that I should fade away

    In the event that I should fade away

    Salaam alaikom Gates


  • Transitional phase 06/09/2017

    Transitional phase 06/09/2017

    I’m not the man that I once was or that I will be


  • Thank you 🙏🏽❤️💯

    I love writing. I love writing poems, and jotting down a quick 1-2 liners that I think might be profound or quirky. I have a 1,000 things that I’ve written, and 1,000,000 things I meant to write. I have various sketches, skits and bits in my head that I’d love to put in ink but…


  • Editing

    “You think I want to be the wild child? I don’t” he said with his half wrinkled outfit on. Shirt ironed; pants in disarray. I’m working on it—bitch. 😮🫢 Shit. I already fucked up. Damn. I did it again. I’m getting better. Hoe.


  • Till November

    Till November

    You even been knee deep in this high shorts? I haven’t.  All my shorts are jeans—straight up to the knees.  I wear jackets in summertime, and sandals in winter- -I accessorize how I please.  From the glasses to the beads.  Does my hat match? Does it needs? I didn’t think so? They say “don’t blink—life…


  • Sidelines 12/20/2020

    As i sit here reminiscing with my broken foot I’ll spend my whole life trying to figure me out find out exactly what I’m about, constantly clouding these moments of clarity with these unwarranted seconds of doubt. I’m second-guessing my every decision—I’m puzzled trying to figure the route. Does this waypoint North or South? I’m…


  • I haven’t chosen the title yet—I have to see the finished product

    My eyes can’t take much more.  Overwhelmed. You would be it.  Mercy has been placed between us by the merciful One in the universe.  I’m about to da Vinci this bitch and I’ll make key players into stick figure’s if I feel like it.  Morgan freeman isn’t my narrator—my voice peaks and valleys at the…


  • Arrogant soul

    Arrogant soul

    My mind cracked but my faith never did.


  • I try to plan it out like the solar system.

    I try to plan it out like the solar system.

    Unexpect the expected


  • Jordan greater than Kobe🤍


  • I’m to week 4 you too bring me flowers to my grave

    You can’t make people fucking like you. Don’t bring me flowers to my grave when we could’ve smoked some together at the kitchen table reminiscing. If you didn’t visit me when i was alive—don’t visit me when i’m dead. Was i not guest material? I guess “Guest material” looks different to me. Doesn’t the line…


  • Ex hell

    I can finally breathe now—been taking deep breaths. They help me move a little slower I’ve noticed. I’m usually moving 100mph and thinking 10x’s that. I fantasize about cataclysmic times and the randomness lines seem to propel just fine into the crevice of my vocal cords. Surface level driving further like an open sore trying…


  • Wipe your feet before you come in.

    I used to think vulnerable meant you could get hurt fast. I used to think it meant your skin was thin—anything could hurt; it was a weakness. I used to think expressing myself transparently would break me down. Public speaking is scarier than death. I’m personally more worried about forgetting what the hell I have…


  • Maybe i wouldn’t trust Me either.

    Why is appearance so important? Don’t you feel my energy from here? I ironed my shirt today; how are my intentions? Can you trust me now? Can you trust me now… I trust so much, I put it out there like a whore, but that business-minded individual has boundaries set in play where services are…


  • Emergency Room patience; I’m 2 weak too

    Emergency Room patience; I’m 2 weak too

    Mikeysaintroth


  • Week 1

    Week 1. Thank you God for not making me a weak one. You truly created me though-Indeed weak so that i would go to you for strength. Strength is not only in appearance of immense masculinity or what today’s time would call divine femininity, it’s in your ability to persevere; It’s In OUR ability to…


  • Baby don’t hurt me—no more.

    I know what love look like.  Do you? Maybe it’s showing up for that person halfway like that person has showed up for you. When you give—you ask for nothing in return. That’s love, right. But meet me halfway.. I love my city and this place is not the environment for love to grow. Not…


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