Summer DinnerThe heat of the plate mixes with the house, still air clinging. Kids run to the table, shirtless, wild. The table joins with shirtless…Dec 20, 2024Dec 20, 2024
I CryWriting is powerful. It creates a space for me to feel — no, a space to express what I feel. I feel like crying, and crying is powerful. I…Dec 19, 2024Dec 19, 2024
A Time Without LightThe electricity’s been out for months, The bill too high, no way to pay. As a kid, it wasn’t much of a fuss, Spent my days outside, in the…Dec 18, 2024Dec 18, 2024
Flowers SpeakCarried so much — story, pain, history and trauma, good things, bad things. The petals remain, holding the tales of the seasons…Dec 6, 2024Dec 6, 2024
Seeking softnessI seek softness in a world that seems harsh, unforgiving, a world that bends with cruelty, yet softness is vital, necessary for the soul…Dec 5, 20241Dec 5, 20241
Language of Now“I love you,” anchored to a fleeting moment, a snapshot of how it began, the spark, the rush, the…Dec 4, 2024Dec 4, 2024
Crevice Beneath the MoonThe crevice beneath the moon, small and pompous, a warmth radiates — curvature, subtle, a line dividing hemispheres, the arc that carves…Dec 3, 2024Dec 3, 2024
LineThere is something mesmerizing, so beautiful, so artistic — like the stroke of a trained painter, a brush that flows effortlessly.Dec 2, 2024Dec 2, 2024
