BOYGOD

"Fading, never aging; raging, too much now, the body says. I reply back, this is my last dying dance for the night."

-- This Poet knows too well how an abusive and raw voice bites every corner of his mind. But after an intimate encounter with his coworker at a night-out in the club, he writes pages upon pages of romantic non-fiction documenting his destructive self-reflection, unleashing all the screams trapped within his head. His dramatic take on the events following the dreaded Hollywood experience echoes all the emotions he continually failed to let go of since childhood.

Within the depths of his philosophical psyche and through the arena that is his journal entries, he wages war with the voice that loves strangling the neck before caressing the cheeks.

How can a man swallow guilt and regret, and abandon the boy he once was, when every mistake and pain follows the person he is trying to become?