Narrative, Poetry, Short Story/Prose

the lock

you promised to meet me here, by the pier, alongside the dying trees, and across the dancing leaves that drift off the ledge, and plunge with a whistle and scream. elated, i waited: may he be tender, may he be sweet, may the young man come to me, and sweep me off my feet. daunted… Continue reading the lock

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Short Story/Prose, thoughts

love, hate, anger, and joy

I wish there were other options rather than using the same tired and overused words Like love, hate, anger, and joy. We claim we mean these words But do we truly know the real meaning? Love, love, love, Love is supposed to be eternal but does it truly last over such trivial Things like currency? Love, love,… Continue reading love, hate, anger, and joy

Romantic, Short Story/Prose, thoughts

I need

I need: passion befuddles me yet draws me close. i miss the warm fire of desire, the sudden, bombastic blaze of passion that leaves me reckless, and the aftermath,–slick, cold skin, the laughs shared as our hands trace and linger. i am dizzy on you. rose-colored aviator shades when he tells me I’m beautiful, i… Continue reading I need

Poetry, Short Story/Prose, Thoughtful, thoughts

Pain, Love, Depression, and Joy

  “Everyone has written about pain; what makes it unique to you?” My pain is early, unbeknownst to my psyche until I became misinformed and mislead through others ambivalence. My pain levitates in the middle of two races. My pain is centuries long, my pain is past skin, hair, features, curves. My pain flickers and… Continue reading Pain, Love, Depression, and Joy

Poetry, Short Story/Prose

A Journey Through my Dreams

For my creative writing class, we had to take inspiration from Elizabeth Bishop's price 12 O'Clock News! It was so difficult for me but I think I got the hang of it. Try it out for yourself!  Read the poem–Bishop creatively describes the objects on her desk. How you describe each object is like a self-portatit… Continue reading A Journey Through my Dreams