i haven't written in so long i don't know where to begin. do i talk about the days or the weeks or the months since i last put a pen to paper; since i last sat still long enough to acknowledge to understand to accept everything that's been cluttering my mind. thoughts and emotions and … Continue reading it feels weird to write again
if you’re looking for a girl to spend your night with bodies intertwined, tangling underneath soft pink bed sheets who will cook you breakfast in the morning, pour black coffee into her favorite mug and put it in your cold hands i’m not the girl you want but if you want a girl to meet … Continue reading
photographs tell the tales words won’t dare to write and in every photo i’m pictured in i looked the same: smiling but never sincerely physically i’m there but you can see in the way my gaze shys from the camera i’m not truly present. a girl lost in her own world wishing for a way … Continue reading
i’d love to hear about the tea people pour about me. how bitter is it? do they serve it hot, steam over spilling from the rim heated with anger or perhaps they let it cool down a bit before letting it flow over icy words? do they candy coat it with tons of sugar to … Continue reading
As I (not so) patiently wait for Gretchen Gomez's release of her second collection, Welcome to Ghost Town I decided this was the perfect time to reread her debut, an Amazon best seller, Love, and You I first read Love, and You about a year ago right after the end of a toxic and all around … Continue reading Love, and you
It's been one year this month that I seriously started writing my debut book, Shattered Pieces - a collection of poems and prose about my experiences falling in love with someone who ended up being extremely toxic and manipulative. The collection follows my journey from falling in love, being cheated on, learning to live without her, to … Continue reading Shattered Pieces Playlist
from where i stood across the room he looked like a bad boy, one of those you know better than to get yourself wrapped up with a guy like him bad boys a james dean type of way with his faded black leather jacket and his white v-neck shirt. he leaned, side against the door frame, scanning … Continue reading
I promised June poetry prompts, and even though I'm going on a slight break from everything I always follow through with my promises. I really hope if anyone participates in these that they tag me so I can read everyone's work! 1: self ... soft ... shut in 2: rainbows at midnight 3: what are … Continue reading #WriteYourTruth
for most of my life I locked a part of me away tucked in deep somewhere no one could find her. I wasn't ashamed of her I wanted to protect her. she had a tender side, a soft side that was full of kindness and light and she had all this hidden love to share … Continue reading Write your truth – day one
I released the title of my second poetry collection back in December, but kind of just dropped any word of it right after so I thought it was only right to write a little about it. Currently, It's not you (and other lies we tell) or "lies we tell" is it it's very early stages … Continue reading It’s not you (and other lies we tell)
