A Well-Traveled Poem: "Still Foolishly" and "My Fix"

Essays
Written By Nathan Box

The following poems were written by Kendell Clark from Frederick, OK... 

"Still Foolishly"

And like a fool, I sat and watched him walk away; telling myself he would be back to stay.

I thought 'I can wait until he came back again'; and still foolishly, I wait day out and day in.

And like a fool, I yearned to change every wrong circumstance; yearning to be given another chance.

I think to myself, I must be insane; and still foolishly, my signature bears his last name.

But like a fool, I will always cherish the silent memories. He took hope, but the past cannot be taken from me. 

 

 "My Fix"

Barely making it through today, dreading the thought of tomorrow.

Fighting among the demons, drowning in my sorrow.

The settling of my mind, helping to go and setting me free.

Not knowing how to swallow hurt and face reality.

Everything turning this fragile life into a catastrophe.

Longing for better days

To turn family's shame into praise

But once again, taken over by the fix.

Like an endless and unavoidable itch.

Nathan Box
Hello! My name is Nathan. I've always believed I would meet that special someone in one of two places; either a record store or a book store. Maybe I need to amend? I moved to Seattle in February of 2011 from Oklahoma City (Try and not hold the Sonics/Thunder thing against me). I knew I wanted to work for a nonprofit and go to grad school. Within a couple of months, I was doing both. During the day, I work as a Fund Developer and Community Relations Manager for a nonprofit in Kent and at night I try to stay as busy as possible volunteering, trying new restaurants, finding hidden bars and exploring Seattle. The past few years has been both terrifying and exhilarating. I have done things on my own I didn’t think were within my capability. I love being outdoors. On any given weekend, I can be found hiking, on a road trip, volunteering, at a museum, seeing a movie (I see a lot of them). I am passionate about nonprofit work. I feel called to leave a mark on this world. Nothing against those who enjoy making tons of money, I just need to know I am making a difference.
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