• From the unofficial girl

    There is still a part of me that looks for you. This unconscious thinking seeps into my daily life. A part of me is still so full of you. The things you left with me have become a part of my routine. I fought so adamantly against you on so many things. Defiance was my…

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  • model behavior

    She was chasing a high to feel alive Because all she felt was dead inside There was no more left for her to give There was no more blood for her to bleed. She promised that there was no method to her insanity. There were no meds, no drugs, no cures to fulfill her needs.…

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  • Reaching New Heights

    “Wow, you’re so tall! Do you play basketball?” I wish that I could say that I never heard this but phrases like that plagued me as a child and continued into early adulthood. My childhood friends and I were used to these comments. I remember one year we actually tried out for basketball, after years…

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  • haiku #6

    A man said to me Memory stuff will haunt you I said, will it cease?

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  • nighttime monologue

    Who really listens to jazz music? I would love to know. Sat in a coffe shop listening to jazz. I’m curious if people hear the music or if it just turns to static. Or worse Silence. Silence is the worst. It takes up so much space. I feel the silence with every inhale and exhale.…

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  • morning monologue

    I hear the church bell tolling. I hear school children screaming. It must be time t0 wake up. It can’t be morning already. I just went to sleep. I have this stupid grin on my face. This is new. It must be him. How can a conversation flow so smoothly? It was so effortless. It…

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  • haiku #4

    Man drives me crazy With his thoughtful way with words Nothing left to say

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  • Where It All Began

    The sudden realization that the things in my life are connected may seem asinine to most but it’s the truth. There have been certain constants in my life that have followed me from my childhood into adulthood. The only thing that has really changed is the medium in which I do things. These constants include…

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  • Present tense 

    Focusing on the present was never my forte. I was too preoccupied by the past or the rapidly approaching future to focus on the present. I made excuses for my past mistakes while making plans for a better future. I was stuck in this dichotomy that was absolutely maddening. I felt lost in the moment.…

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  • Exposed

    My online life and real life have been parallel for as long as I can remember. They were two streams that never met. Two roads that never intersected. But now, that time is over. My “secret” online life has been found for the most part and I am terrified. I am afraid of what this…

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