Love used to look like that one boy who caught your eye. His smile sending shocks through your chest. And when you were ignored, your heart melted. His lack of love sent your self-love running. And you wish you could say it only happened once. But ten years pass and you can predict the motions […]Read More Beloved.
Dear younger me, Look at you. So eager to walk across that gym floor and receive your Kindergarten diploma. I’m so proud of you. Six years old and ready to take on the world. I know you have some summer fun to get to, but first I want to tell you a couple of things. […]Read More Dear younger me
I remember telling my friends that I would never get to travel the world. I knew there was no way I would get a job that would let me go anywhere beyond my desk. They told me I could always travel on my own. I found that hilarious. Before college I had barely escaped the […]Read More Pinch me. I’m dreaming.
It’s in the way the leaves fall one by one. Spiraling through the air. The first ride they have ever taken. And the last.
It’s the way the breeze drifts across my skin. Creating chills.Read More Fall.