Be it the time of flowers Days of snow, When too much sunshine Darkens my glow Rain on my shoulders A punch in the gut Pulls my weight down My airways are shut No safe haven found in seasons No comfort for an aching soul My bed holds me in all positions But it knows…
I’m writing a thing I titled 100 Relatable Lessons, which is basically just some words of advice and short phrases for anyone who needs to hear some reassurance, encouragement, or just a giggle. If you’re here you must love words, so why not?! They’re my mantra, which I recycle quite a bit, and they’re both,…
For my books, please go to Books Eight years ago, I was working and living in Spain, and at some point got really emo about the whole being away from home thing. I wrote this (which I re-posted with some edits) and it’s an honest feeling and reflection of that time. —— All settled in…
Let me know when you’re done pretending that in your mind there was no plan that I was blindsided, kept tightly in the dark until it all made sense for your selfish little heart and my hips you no longer needed to climb. I’ll spare my pettiness, I say, but why should I? when I…
No fall air was cool enough. No comfort found in words. Every little sound in the soulless night was a sinking hole. But their words… those words against the screen screamed like deep red blood. Seen by the blind, a voice heard by the deaf, mind read by the nescient. A nonexistent heart beat that…
In the sky a bird rejoiced. We say they sing for rain. One of those things you almost miss because you looked away. Always looking down, scrolling to no end, while in front of us a sublime scenery takes shape and form. I say to myself, let’s just walk; no music, no browsing, no talking,…
Faceless. Like time itself, endless. Walking away from trouble until again it finds me. Words evaporate in the air, talking is pointless. To be ignored once deserves no merit. To be ignored twice is a warning sign. Be ignored seven times and it’s time to retract, back up, analyze. Just what are you doing standing…
When the wind is breathless, the raindrops loud, and the trees swing from side to side; midnight The tender whisper of a loved one’s voice over a scary story at bedtime; midnight Through white curtains peek a speck of light, may be from a star, may be the tired street lamps; midnight A kiss feels…
Pretty face to please all the masses lower, middle, and upper classes But they can’t tell from outside my glasses what are wrinkles and what are wet lashes I find it hard to say the words that trap themselves in my mind Secretly wondering behind the curtains Is it okay to hide behind these blinds?…
From the obvious observations diaries, I present to you this tiny piece. When the tide is high, you surf When the current’s low, you swim When the tea is poured, you drink When the bills are due, you pay When the food is served, you eat When your feet are tired, you sit When the…
Writing this with my eyes closed, wanting to keep trapped the thoughts that might slip through the cracks when I look away, out in space. Nothing is kind anymore. Not the sound of night, not the air I breathe, not the light I see hurting my eyes like a splash from the salty sea. In…
I guess it is in my head where destiny has decided to write your name. Forever wondering about the day when it’ll no longer be it or why I have no say. Doesn’t matter if I move north or south; you’re still one of those memories that stand tall and proud. And I can’t, for…