"Try something new," she had said, responding to the unspoken yearning I'd been having for adventure. What's new? I had wondered, constricted by the limitations of my imagination. And bank account. Try something new... I'd been pondering for months what "new hobby" would satiate my thirst. For months, I dreamed of playing the violin, of … Continue reading Try Something New
Category: True Story
Exhaustion
Muscles carve into my bones Like hot, bubbling gelatin Legs are filled with pebbles and stones Dragging calcified iron bars within Shoulders fall with under the weight of the world Dangling arms, weak and insecure I rest my head upon my pillow Looking down at my world below Books and boxes everywhere Memoirs of moments … Continue reading Exhaustion
Advice to My Younger Self
Dear younger self, I am going to write this from the perspective of an older self that you have only recently come to understand. There was a time you thought you knew it all, m'dear, you thought you had it all figured out. Much of it owed to what those around you allowed you to … Continue reading Advice to My Younger Self
Submarines
Submarines. Float, sink, swim. Up, down Back, forth Dare I say, in and out. Over, under. Immerse, emerge. Plunge, halt. Release, holt. Forward, backwards. Round, straight. Bullet. Proof. Never missile proof. Resistance of the seas Push and pull Against the currents Along with the wave- -lengths Of fluidity As evidenced By the ever-flowing, Always-forward, Sometimes-evaporated … Continue reading Submarines
Intentionally Untitled
M. I write to you from the bottom of this empty pit you used to call a heart. You had a heart once, remember? Back in the day, when you always had someone to love. When you had everything to give and nothing to lose. When you truly believed in the kindness of humanity and … Continue reading Intentionally Untitled
Do You Remember?
Do you remember, m'dear Back when you had everything to confront yet nothing to fear Everything to give and nothing to lose Everything decided and nothing to choose? Do you remember when you looked up at the buildings? The skyscrapers? Do you remember when you tried to do it alone? You dug and dug more … Continue reading Do You Remember?
The End Is Only The Beginning
You left in haste Without a trace Which probably explains why It's taken a while To learn to love again To learn to be a friend To learn to value you To learn to embrace the new You were wonderful, Skye, yes you were For the longest time you were my only world The only … Continue reading The End Is Only The Beginning
Don’t Look Away
(Creative writing: May 2009 - when it all began) Perhaps there was nothing wrong with her to begin with, and she was just as normal as everyone else. But maybe it was her honesty that landed her where she was now—a rut. All that she once represented, all that she once was, the person she … Continue reading Don’t Look Away







