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About humblefoot

Kyle Fisher (who often uses the alias Logan Rowley online and in his writing) has been enjoying writing since he was just 8 years old. His first formal publication was at the age of 13. He is now a spiritualist and openly queer author, perpetually searching for inspiration to create and learn more about the world around him. He is always drawn to the simplicity and uniqueness that life has to offer. He doesn’t identify with labels or socially constructed ideas about how the world should be. He believes that the world is your oyster, and that we all project our own destinies with the thoughts we choose to harbour about the universe. He is an idealistic, spiritualistic hippie who is just trying to find his place in this world, crafting each word to leave his mark, and promote love and equality among all people.

Idle Rumination

It started in seventh grade; Glossed over the foundation. Picture changed from clear to grain, Anxious in anticipation. My name once held a certain caché, Despite my reservations. But I threw it all away For the comfort in isolation. Now … Continue reading

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I Am That I Am

How you treat others Is a direct reflection Of how you feel About yourself. I am that I am. And you are who you are. So let’s build each other up Instead of tearing one another apart.

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Talking Constantly Isn’t Necessarily Communicating

You smell like old money, And I wear a halo. We talk for hours, But it’s always the same, oh. You don’t know anything about me. We talk constantly, But there’s nothing to say. So I grit my teeth; stifle a … Continue reading

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Perception of a Lost Dream

Faded photographs, Crumpled up in my top drawer. They keep me up at night, Speak volumes of all that we’ve endured. They’ve led us to this moment in time. It all happens so fast; In the blink of an eye, … Continue reading

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I’m Asexual

Children are inventive. As a kid, what deterred me from my lofty dreams of becoming a doctor were hastily quashed by the thought of having to deliver patients’ newborns by pulling babies out of their throats. But if you had explained to me … Continue reading

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You swallowed up such a big piece of my history, And now I don’t know if I’m meant to be unhappy For eternity. Maybe in due time, the stars will align And I’ll have my chance to shine. But until … Continue reading

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Not My Day (2014)

I’m having one of those days Where nothing’s going my way. No, I’m not OK. But what’s the use anyway? I could tell you I got no sleep last night And I’m anything but fine. But instead I’ll swallow my … Continue reading

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