Painting Emotions On You

I like to think you’d be proud of who I’ve become, of my stubborn passion and hyper-fixed ambition. I tell … More

remembering remembering, or trying to

This place is freezing, and I don’t know if it’s the lack of your presence or the AC set to … More

salted ocean, salted skies

it’s my first time back in these waters since you died and the sky has yet to clear. Sanibel skies … More

In 5 Years’ Time

60 months. 262 weeks. 1,821 days. 43,701 hours. Has it actually been five years since I last saw you, since … More

*You’re

I almost wish we’d never met. You stole six months from me, only half of which filled with naive apprehension … More

Did You Ever Plan On Telling Me?

You were sending me “I love you” as your lips were on her neck.

The Way They Leave Tells You Everything.

I shouldn’t be laying on my bedroom floor in my now dried towel at 3 A.M. after my 4th shower … More

Promises

I’ve never known a promise that wasn’t broken so don’t promise me this isn’t the end when all that’ll do … More

Scintilla

And the worst part is, it was never even fully real to begin with. Was it? It was a rendezvous … More

Your Old Things, Take Them

I’ve got your stuff all pressed and boxed up, the dust collected atop and all. I don’t want this any … More

Saudade

4 years ago today I was told you wouldn’t make it. 4 years ago today I didn’t think I would … More

I’m Freezing Over

I don’t understand how you can claim to love someone still so deeply yet feed them icy silence, ignoring their … More

Writer’s Decongestant

Now I know that this is not a time for us. There are too many miles separating and not enough … More

Bonfire Heart

I was aimlessly flipping through my journals aged three years, only to see a letter I had begun to write … More

I Wrote This For You

I am writing this for you. The you who knows me through and through, despite what you may believe, anymore. … More

Everything I’ve Loved Became Everything I’ve Lost

I have a bad habit of not realizing what I have until I let it go and this time that … More

Do You?

I want to ask what you think of me. I want to know your candid thoughts when you hear my … More

I Used To Hold Those Eyes In Mine

I am terrified I will see you look at her the way you used to look at me and I … More

The Paradox Of Unhealing

What do you do when a wound was never given time to heal? It’s been left untreated for months continuously … More

Your Last Poem

No. No, you know what? You don’t deserve to know my thoughts and the way you’ve been circling my mind. … More

I Found Someone Better

I found myself. 

188 Memories And Photographs

I deleted all of our pictures yesterday.  It was like deleting memories Smiles Laughter The times you still loved me. … More

I’m Still Learning

Somewhere in the fall, I lost the map to the personal universe behind my green grey eyes. My head is spinning … More

The Afterthought

It’s really interesting rather funny, actually how we found ourselves in the opposite position we imagined. In the beginning, you … More

Stained

You always told me you were poisonous that in the end, you would end up with inky blood on your hands … More

I Made A Playlist Instead Of Writing (Because There Aren’t Words For How This Feels. Just Sounds.)

I Gave You All // Mumford And Sons Nicotine // Panic! At The Disco All Too Well // Taylor Swift … More

Disintegrate

sometimes things just d   w   i  n   d   l   e d o w n to nothing. you can just feel disintegrating in … More

Deconstructed

You took me apart piece by piece. Separated each fragment of my body and my soul and laid me along … More

Fading Flashbacks

There are days, weeks even that I swear I am okay. All is okay until I hear a laugh that … More

Posting On Your Facebook

Sometimes I think about how you have never seen my blog. You’ve never read any of my work in the … More

Mother’s Day

It’s your day, Mom.  I remember our last Mother’s Day. I put together a beautiful little fruit plate in the … More

Moon//Stars//Sun

We used to be like the stars and the moon; constantly together, always to be found in one another’s arms. … More

On A Bench

We had spent the afternoon in a cafe on the Rue Saint-Jacques, a spring afternoon just like any other. The … More

Aftermath

It kicks you in the chest when you are so devastated and in so much pain and you pick up … More

Coping With Loss – A Playlist

Rain

br /> Grieving and loss is like rain; the way it feels, pouring down onto your skin.   You aren’t … More

Why Writing?

It isn’t unusual for people to ask me what I love to do, and of course, I respond with “writing … More