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...

I have specific hair wash days because my old friend taught me about it. I eat oranges in the shower when I’m upset because it stimulates the brain. I love the color sage green because it reminds me...

it’s funny how one word can have so many meanings so many meanings yet one word  one word that means something to me means something different to you  that’s the way our friendship felt  one...

From nothing, the sound of lateral chatter begins to ring in my ears. The clack click click click of the drill fills the empty air. Brrr clack click click click. What’s going on? My eyes flutter into...

Seven o’clock sunshine is tangible magic. It filters through tree limbs like shimmering veils, it drowns the grass in glittering gold, and it carries memories within its late summer rays.  It reminds...

Too much of this montage highlights The bittersweet mixture of  Lightning and sunshine.   As I closed the door I remember all the  Closed doors that you thought I couldn’t  Hear through But...

My parents, like many others, have said, enjoy being young and don’t worry about getting a job and having money till you're older. The time will come when you begin to work at your first job and have...

years upon years. years of never ending time that I’ve wasted. wasting missing you. you who finally came back.  back to back I have waited.   now we will talk about all the times we’ve...

My first words I’m free Oh my goodness I’m finally free   When you become trapped  Freedom becomes a forgotten  Memory   Your tongue  Forgets how it tastes   Your shoulders...