A Destination Within a Destination 

I have many homes. Each one is beautiful  in its unsteadiness, its story, its existence, the memories, its smell, the small, silent whispers the people, its shelter, the walls that saw it all, and most importantly, they are all mine. -- The girl who traveled through unfamiliar doors. Only to realize they all began with... Continue Reading →

Silence the Thunder with Rain

"You're not real, but I am." To know the difference is freedom.  To realize your scream is presence. To understand your words is expression. To hold on when you want to let go is strength. A thought is only a thought until you let it grow. Don't let its roots cause the grass to fade,... Continue Reading →

My Anxiety Personified

He has big red shoes, brightly striped pants, and a round waist with ruffled white accents. He has puffy shoulder pads, a rounded sleeve with faded ruffles,  and dingy white gloves. His face is white and his smile distorts real movements, smeared red lips. His smile curls up until just below his eyes and he... Continue Reading →

At the End

At the end of a rainbow, watching the clouds roll away and the slight rise of wet dirt drift into my nostrils. I can breathe and understand the importance of the storm. I smile, because God has blessed me with the ability to start over in a new light, with a new perspective, a new... Continue Reading →

Would

From head to toe personified words, stories shown in still pictures. Highlighted reels  of over-played moments I treasure most. Black and white trying not  to fade. Behind my ear a flower would grow. My neck and chest untouched, my heart plays rhythmic melodies. Being alive is art on its own. My back would extend wings,... Continue Reading →

Who’s the Bait? 

"It's the piercing eyes that determine your fate. Their dynamic fur of a colorful blend. The story! A growl detailing the ending. Like a wolf, it will be too late  when you hear my howl. An accomplishment  that can only make the ones who doubt her  unsettled & paranoid. After all, where am I hiding?"... Continue Reading →

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