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Orpheus
My whole life I have been trying to tell a story so beautiful that the world would fall in love with me.
That is why I befriended words and stage lights.
That is why I watch the details of the world
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The Girl With Too Much Passion
Once upon a time you were the girl with too much passion.
You tried your very hardest to be in love with the world,
and it made you beautiful.
But you lost that person to love,
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How It Always Goes: An Angry Rant
Dear ______ I am sorry.
Dear ______ I have hurt you and I don't know how to stop.
I say often that it is not hard to be kind,
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Rain Running
My watch did not enjoy my run in the rain.
This morning before the other humans had stirred,
I woke to the ringing of an alarm that was not my own,
and saw the irresistible rain.
Now my watch doesn't tell the date.
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Teenage Girls: An Angry Rant
I want to write something beautiful
but I don't have anything beautiful inside me.
This spring it has been cloudy and rainy almost everyday,
but oh...those sunny days.
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Life Plans, In The Style of Fredrik Backman
Rori Acher is eighteen years old and dying. Any licensed medical professional would pronounce her perfectly healthy. But there are many ways to be dying that are not physical.
Loves
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A few Julys ago
Remember the girl?
She’s in second grade,
Maybe
Blond brown curls
Blue green eyes.
She’s sitting on the top metal pole of the fence
Chipped green paint
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Look Closely
I will not shave my legs
not because I am against it
but because being myself feels like my own act
of rebellion
I will not quiet down
let the world hear my pride and excitement
but I will not shout
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Party of One
I can talk to myself forever
when there's no one else around and it's just me in my head
we have fun
I can do any topic you want, come on
pick a card
pick a card
pick a face
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May 4th
It was kindergarten
specifically May 4th, 2018, to be exact
we had just moved into our new house
I had been at the after-school program that day
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Love
Love will not heal me.
I will always be a girl of many scars.
But love can teach me to forgive.
Love can give me many reasons for why I should live.
It can even change me, for better or for worse.
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The more I think
I walk.
I walk in my head.
In my brain,
My thoughts,
My feelings.
I look over
At your hand.
Hmm.
The more I think about it,
The more tingly I get.
Tingly?
Fuzzy?