Grey
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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.
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I’d suggest the universe is Testing how resilient I can be But I’m crumbling And there’s little left of me.
Home II
When it rains my shoulders sting: Sometimes even before the drops hit the ground. My bones can tell when the sky is grey, and when the rain is coming. My body knows this land and my skin reacts when I leave. Hives cover my body and my sleep pattern is no pattern at all. A... Continue Reading →
Privacy
In the age social media, Instagram, Twitter and Facebook, and unlimited access to the past, present and future the internet has a way of tricking us into believing that we have to the right to see everything. In a time when trolls and haters are filling digital spaces, privacy acts as a method of self-preservation.... Continue Reading →
Aug 23, 2017
I need to stop crying at work-- but God, I've been so emotionally preoccupied. As soon as my manager started talking I immediately thought this is another conversation about failure it's one I'm having with someone else. My manager thought I was hungover from the night before, because my eyes were puffy and like clockwork... Continue Reading →
Habits
It's interesting how old childhood habits manifest in one's adulthood. When I was little I would become silent when offended. The silent treatment was my game -- often I wouldn't speak for days until an apology was made. Now, without intention I fall silent when someone hurts me. I become incredibly pensive: deciphering the nature... Continue Reading →
Birthday
My father knew me until I was 16 years old And I sometimes wonder if he would love me now: No longer awkward and self-conscious, But pensive still. With my birthday one day and Father's Day the next I grow older and we grow farther apart.
Famous Last Words 