Writing

I worry a lot about what I am. I worry about the shape I am, the space I take up, and the way I do it.

Just breathe, that’s what I’m told
In and out
You’re feeling anxious? Just breathe.
You can’t sleep? Just breathe. 
As I breathe in and out, and in and out 
I think about the time where I didn’t want to breathe

Sit at the counter with your head down in your 

phone, and your legs crossed. The dogs bark

as strangers walk up the driveway. Who are

The five stages of grief,

except nobody died.

They still flow through me

like he's gone forever,

but does it really matter?

It's not like he knows who I am.

However, he is gone,

forever,

I just watched the movie 'The Imitation Game' and I thought I would share something interesting I learned from it! :)    

my family has claimed thanksgiving.

it's our holiday, you know,

the one we do the best,

and so it must be ours. we're joking,

mostly, but it's true we do thanksgiving very well

probably overdo but it's better