Echoed footsteps on cold tile and sisterly giggles filling the murky summer air. “Augie slow down! Your legs are toooo … More
There are journals and canvases scattered all over the floor left from my 2 AM song lyrics and watercolor ramblings … More
I found myself.
Somewhere in the fall, I lost the map to the personal universe behind my green grey eyes. My head is spinning … More
I am focusing on myself this year. I have spent my entire life putting others first, not thinking twice. This … More
I just want someone to write me down and put me into a book because I am a messy poem … More
It’s been a long time since I have written of myself, of how I am doing with life at the … More