I can’t wait for school to start So I can dissolve into heaps of studying; So my brain can expand, Rather than caving in onto itself– Thinking and overthinking– Until ideas become mush And memories become clinical dissections. Advertisements
His heart opens with me Though, their hands pair perfectly: A love triangle.
A trio of strong women Lit candles in my honour And sang love to me. I sleep and dream And awake Anew.
“We all succumb to something,” I wrote, “Be it life, love Or heartache. Something consumes us in the end.”
I’m a single gal and a career woman, and every now and then I get asked whether or not I go on dates. Usually, I have two answers: 1) Kind of, but I already know the person and the word date is only being used to describe us hanging out for the first time in…
On my way home I watch the water; The rain patters against the shore, And a grey-blue haze erupts, Like a heavy-set cloud seeking friends. Quickly the creature engulfs the land, Consuming buildings which fade As if towering to heaven, And dismembering trees To branchless stumps Inconsiderately cut too high up. The spot before me…
Recently, I’ve been feeling mentally and emotionally drained by social and professional obligation. It’s so easy to forget about your own self-care when you’re caring for others. As many of my friendships are a special bonds focusing on care I’ve decided it’s time to take 40 Days of Silence for myself. In this time I…
Flowers given to strangers, Chocolates for acquaintances, Love letters written to old friends Though never sent; I hear to my father sing “It takes strength to be gentle and kind.”
The industry Won’t tell you You are worthy, It won’t whisper sweet proverbs in your ears. It will tell you “no,” But you must be the one to hear “not now” Never wait for someone to choose you, Instead choose yourself.
Sick love Bites tongues And kisses lips without Sincerity.