E.J. Michalec : Writing

My perception of adulthood marked by my Starbucks order

My perception of adulthood marked by my Starbucks ..

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


When I was 13, the cool thing to do was walk or bike to the local Starbucks with my friends I’d order myself a mocha Frappuccino that I paid fo..
All the things I left unsaid

All the things I left unsaid

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


I know that being cool with anything was more than likely your favorite thing about me When I vented to you I installed a filter but you never return..
Depression: The Vehicle

Depression: The Vehicle

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


It’s daytime Someone pulls you out of the garage Fills the mass you occupy with fluid only to find that you still run like s**t They continue..
The Momager

The Momager

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


When I was younger, my mom and I would write songs together I’d knock at the bathroom door with a beat as fresh as the scent of her curls as sh..
Things you need to know before dating me

Things you need to know before dating me

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


Despite my best efforts I hate myself more days than I don’t and you are not responsible for trying to make me feel otherwise On the subject ..
Depression: The Ventriloquist

Depression: The Ventriloquist

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


I don’t know what I did to find myself in your lap The clothes I wear may be normal but I feel like such a dummy Can’t tell I’m be..
Missing Girl

Missing Girl

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


I can’t bear to watch the one I love fall for the girl I fail to recognize The one that looks longingly at the emergency exit with every passin..
20.

20.

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


It was the year of misplaced invitations The year of raised eyebrows and cover charges The year of “So close, yet so far away” The year..
Caterpillar

Caterpillar

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


The darkness enveloped my skin Sorrowful cocoon Perhaps one day I will fly Maybe some day I’ll see the light As for now, I guess a girl co..
What I learned when I unplugged

What I learned when I unplugged

A Poem by E.J. Michalec


Red bubbles, they taunt me Alert with information Escape the thoughts that haunt me Escape my situation In this world there is no rest I blame th..