• change pt. 1

    Change is in the air~ I just hope that the winds favor me.

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  • Welcome to Adulthood pt.2

    I wrote my first WordPress post on my new site titled “Welcome to Adulthood” to a great response three years ago. It was passionate and informed which is why it was so well received. The posts that followed were less expressive and received little feedback so I withdrew from writing longer posts. I began to…

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  • Haiku #9

    Heavy are the hands That hold time, for they are doomed To break from the pressure Written 12/7/16

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  • No (Know) Sleep

    No (Know) Sleep

    I’ve forgotten how it feels like to dream with my eyes closed To place my head on a pillow and slowly drift off to a palace of dreams To feel the overwhelming peace of drifting off to a time and place that’s quickly forgotten once I open my eyes I’ve forgotten how it feels to…

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  • Haiku #8

    I am torn between Time zones, places, and people. What should a girl do?

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  • My definition of home has evolved over time. Home was New York, plain and simple. There was no other place like it for me. There was only one New York – always imitated but never duplicated. I know that many New Yorkers feel the same way. Our hometown pride is the reason that we’re called […]…

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  • haiku #7

    Someone said to me, It is so bad for your heart But good for your art  

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  • entry #4

    entry #4

    I could have sworn that you were broken. I never thought that I would be the one to break you. But I give myself too much credit. And you never enough.

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  • The Beginning

    The Beginning

    “Titles are easy but content is difficult.” I find myself repeating this phrase to myself every time I want to write something here. WordPress used to be my safe haven on the Internet. It was a place where I could truly express myself without the fear of judgment from my peers. My use of the…

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  • entry #3

    entry #3

    I hate you. Plain and simple, isn’t it? No, because nothing is ever plain or simple. This deeply rooted hate stems from a place of even greater love. A love that was ruined by a revelation. A revelation that involved an adulterous affair and a child born out of wedlock. The signs were there all…

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