Nostalgia

“I’ve been writing since my mother birthed me.” These are the words that rang in my head as I looked at the piece of paper in front of me. Yesterday I was sorting through papers and came across an award I won in second-grade for creative writing. Reading the paper, I was overwhelmed with a […]

Creating Moments of Silence – Journal Entry

10/25/18 I’m in a period of transformation that scares me. I’m learning, slowly, to love myself in the same way I’ve loved others. I’e loved me so deeply it nearly killed me. I’ve loved women so beautiful in my eyes, I was certain I’d make them my wife. And each of them took a piece […]

10/4/18 – Untitled (Poetry)

10/4/18 I need healing. My journal no longer claims me; even she has no answers And… Writing poetry feels forced now. I need healing… And my pens running out of ink. I need healing from the same demons that were there at age 4 and 5 and again at 11, 12, 13, and 19. Dissociating […]

Piece By Piece

I once loved Once? Piece by piece Years of tears caused by unhealed wounds I’d cover them, the bleeding will stop soon Or, there will be others Poking and picking at the wounds The wounds that time were supposed to heal But I didn’t give it time Barely recovered Another piece of me Another lover […]

Maybe – Poetry

Maybe, just maybe If 6 years ago I had asked my mother how it felt to be in love I would have never reached this point Maybe, just maybe it would have saved me From all the breaking All the aching The tears that soaked my pillow Maybe if I had asked her Everything would […]