they say that grief comes in waves
they were right
i’m drowning in the waves crashing over my body
the first wave was denial
this wave crashed over my body and made me numb
so numb my...
there’s something so incredibly remarkable about the Junk of a Drawer
there’s one bound to be found in any room in a home almost anywhere
the lengths that some go to hide it from your curious...
Sometimes you can't look back. Sometimes you can't even look where you're at right now. The battles and challenges, the hardships and illnesses, the bad relationships and friendship blow ups make us look...
when a rose dies it happens slowly and then all at once
dead
our friendship was like a dying rose
slowly
and then all at once
dead
when a rose is bloomed it is beautiful
our...
“Broken”
you can water a plant even when it’s dead but the reality is it won’t ever be the same again
you can glue back together a broken plate but the reality is it won’t ever be the...
She is a reflection of the moon.
Natural elegance and breezed walking,
Each movement is rhythmic,
Her body sways along the tides.
Luminous femininity is unraveled.
She bears secrets in her silky...
The way I long to be a mother
Is the way the grass can’t wait to experience the sun’s light
It sounds archaic to need this so badly
“This”
is hoping for a little girl
painting...
Fall; not a warm season but not a cold season either, more on the colder side though.
fall is such a beautiful season and time to be alive
it’s the perfect time to wear those fuzzy...
Every year I get older
I've grown an inch since last I checked
And my face isn’t as round as it used to be
My voice has started to sound a little more like my mothers,
The beautiful woman I can...
Girlhood is having your mom paint your nails
girlhood is having your dad braid your hair on Tuesday before school
girlhood is holding in tears after getting your ears pierced at Claire's...
Fall is my best friend.
i see her only once a year,
each year she reminds me
why she’s my favorite.
she has deep red lips,
and always wears brightly colored sweaters.
her breath is crisp...
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