• Poems

    questions of the heart

    12/15/2021 - By 

    what if they walk awayand the fairytale never comes?will you cling to what isn’t there?or will you know an endingwhen you see the period firmly in place? what will you do when the day pours herself before youand all you can think of is the night?and the night, so full of promises, what if he leaves you empty?will you keep lying in the dark staring at the horizon,hoping the stars align to do the wishing?or do you cast your own? what if love stories are not about lovers,but tales of how we find ourselves?will you close the book and get…

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    Life - Poems

    warm light

    05/17/2021 - By 

    we were carnival believers back then.thought we’d win the prize,just because our cotton candy hearts said so.dangling our feet above a worldwe’d not yet learned cold,but far-flung and fascinatingand full of warm light. we had that glow in our dark eyes then.saw the light even when the lights went out,even when others couldn’t.because hurt only lived behind bandaids,and broken pinky promises.yet we were all pinky promises back thentwirling ourselves into a pact,to being this honest,this true,forever. now lifeis one big glow-in-the-dark promise,that when the lights go outi will still bethis honestthis trueand fullof warm light.

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    Poems

    the dance of the head and the heart.

    02/14/2021 - By 

    my skin remembers the subtle sting of your hand in mine stringing me along city sidewalks, like a pinky promise you weren't sure you'd keep.  because you were never sure about me,  which made me want to be sure about you. i wore my feelings like a favorite dressto your six-foot story building.explored every compartmentalized nook,finding similarities tucked underneath differences. showed myself around,following every butterfly and what-if.stumbled through this house of mirrors,looking for ways our imperfections could fit. enamored with every quirk,talking options over coffee. i was willing to take the chancebut you stayed on the fence,for the poetics of…

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    Ramblings

    In light of 2020.

    01/06/2021 - By 

    Just when I thought I was getting the hang of this whole life thing, 2020 came and flipped the switch on us. As we begin a new year that will no doubt linger with the darkness and heaviness of last year, I find comfort knowing that deep down, we know what to do when we find ourselves in the dark. While 2020 won’t be missed, it’ll always be remembered for the challenge it was. It was a year of pure fear and discomfort. Of everything being thrown off balance and just trying to find footing somewhere that didn’t hurt. A…

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    Ramblings

    Wise(ish) Words for the New Year.

    12/16/2020 - By 

    *written in 2018, but feels weirdly relevant now. It’s been quite some time since I’ve written on here, but it’s also been quite a year. Personally, this year was a huge puzzle and words were the pieces. *Fair warning, this may not be super relatable to you, but I think I needed to write it. I’m realizing lately how weighty words are. Not just in their meaning, but physically. From an emotional standpoint, I’ve always been familiar with the weight and will that words hold and the ability they have to move and shake a heart. But it hasn’t been…

  • Poems

    my home.

    10/13/2020 - By 

    i want to be the type of woman who wears laugh lines like trophies, something she worked long and hard to get. who catches tears like gutters and hands them back, saying “these are what make us grow.” who is a picture frame, holding a heart and a laugh and a story. who knows her body is the home to a life. who finds her way back home simply by leaning back against her own spine.