I never used to remember what happened in my dreams, Or dwell on them when I awoke. But lately, the images within them have become More vivid and disturbing Than ever before. Suddenly, I am back in relationships with bad boyfriends Who I've forgotten both love me and hate me. I even fall for their... Continue Reading →
Perhaps
I can't deny there is an empty feeling now within me. Perhaps it has to do with growing older and finding myself but I seriously feel like connecting with people on a deeper level is difficult for me. I've weighed the possibilities that perhaps my friends are not right for me or perhaps I am... Continue Reading →
Bad Poetry
Bad Poetry is a term I use to refer to a series of tragic, ironic and consistent events that occur within a character's life, without conscious reason, but simply for the pleasure and entertainment of the Gods. It can be found on that particular morning when your alarm clock fails to go off, where you miss... Continue Reading →
Bye
There are songs I stopped listening to, And people I stopped caring about. Names that no longer comfort my tongue or weaken my knees. Faces that are now cold and unfamiliar. Chords that do nothing to my skin or to my heart. Notes that don't go together and probably never did. Instruments used- like sirens... Continue Reading →
School Girls
School Girls Sometimes I wish I had your cynicism And could laugh at everyone with you and the girls. I put on my bitchest face and pretend to hate Everything with a pulse, But my jokes aren’t heard and my comments seem ignorant, Because I don’t read underground publications, About feminist injustice, or cultural appropriation.... Continue Reading →
Bad day: An Excerpt from Lielah: Book 2
Bad day My coffee is bitter, My attitude is worse. My day is mocking me As it did yesterday. My raspberry scone crumbles in my lap I’m wearing white today. My computer crashes. My project partners Leave the project unfinished. My coffee is bitter. I’ve left my wallet at home And cannot pay for my... Continue Reading →
Happiness.
I'm working on a piece called Happiness: it's suppose to be short-story that will help me get my ideas onto paper. I haven't worked out the plot entirely but I have an idea as to where its going. I'll be posting chapters of Happiness here.
Famous Last Words 