Times — From the notebooks
“Let’s just be puzzle pieces in this adulthood, whispering for dumb fucks to admit— their agony is nothing but bitter-sweet delusion.” Snippet by Vincent Enrico Magnani
Unholy world. — From the notebooks
Today I made a post on my Facebook about section 8 on the stigmas since Massachusetts wanted to cut its budget I wanted to inform the public You know be a helping hand but I realized once you help it’s not in your power to control how it’s proceeded…
The Birds — New Poems
The birds came bearing news filled with horror, sadness, and fear. It was all about him. Let’s correct the ego that carries your burden down the wrong paths. Let’s create your change— “What if—?” The birds came to him with news, with such…
Dear Memory Maker — New Poems
All you wanted was to enjoy A new memory maker, Something that stirs a feeling You never thought you’d know. But inside, the days are burdened, Carrying the weight of past ties— People, places, things. A host of…
Forehead — New Poems
Exposed to the wreckage of rise and fall, Burned by the same cycles of discord and broken paradox That haunt every soul — No one ever sees my point of view, Only to return, As if the first time was even a beginning.…
How They Proceed After Isn’t Your Problem. Carry On. — New Poems
This toxic environment of hatred fuels self-destruction and overshadows the future. Selfish anger seeps into every interaction, transforming into something almost unholy. A moment’s respite was meant to break the cycle—to seal the door to vengeance and…
Sensitive, You Say? — New Poems
Oh, I see. You spit on my shoes, and when I notice the stain— I’m the problem. How sensitive of me to not say thank you for the character-building mud. You hurl disrespect like Mardi Gras beads— cheap,…
Inferno — Phoenix Heart
My heart is ticking its last breath for a cause from years ago, no longer shedding a tear, but quenching the flames of anger before your satire becomes a satanic regret.
Rage Unveiled — Phoenix Heart
I am not depressed. I’m angry. I am not selfish. I’m angry. If a person, place, or thing makes you feel like the end of yourself, correct yourself. “No, Vincent, you’re a baddie…” I am not depressed. I’m angry. I am not selfish. I’m angry. Dwelling on…
Smile, It’s a Good Day — Phoenix Heart
Smile, it’s a good day. Sometimes I struggle with feelings of anger and negative energy within myself. Yet understanding their purpose and impact afterward has defined my growth and led me to milestones. “It is what it is” captures my acceptance and…