Delusional Optimist by C. Fox

Poetry

  • What does it feel like? Those memories before life took a bite out of you? Before the smiles faded little by little. Before we lose hope. Before the hurt. Pure happiness. Naïveté. Serene immaturity. A warm summer afternoon. Fireflies glittering the yard. The smell of bbq on the grill. Father and uncles playing poker. Mother slipping us a…

  • I was born in Charleston South Carolina I am from Hawaii. Colorado. Wisconsin. Florida. I am from instability to instability. Never in any place longer than 4 years. I am great at making friends,  I don’t know how to keep them. I am from back woods. County lines. Tubing in the river. I am from…

  • If I gave you a recipe Would you use it? If I gave you a recipe Sitting on the shelf How would you keep it? To gain years of dust on it’s pages? Sitting on a display in your kitchen To pretend you use it frequently? If I gave you a recipe How often would…

  • I’m a delusional optimist. I will always try to see the best in anyone I meet, even after they show me their true colors.  I’m a delusional optimist. I will make light hearted jokes about my trauma because it makes me feel like it isn’t so heavy.  I’m a delusional optimist. It’s hard for me…