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 →
I never quite understood the journey I would go through once I was diagnosed with Epilepsy. This small part of who I am is a consistent trial of understanding, trust, and faith. I've realized, after a year and a half that this trial has made me so much stronger as a person. Yes, I've changed... Continue Reading →
Take a breath let it blow away in the wind and carry a promise into someone's ear. I'll never forget when I felt like I'd never love someone as much as I love you.
A silent song. Lyrics accompanied by a sweet melody. Pieces of art, beautiful, both separate and together A family this must be. Sweet rain drops on the window pane. Wet streaks running down a slender cheek. Pain, anger thoughts. A fear this must be. A smile. Wrinkled lines caress the eyes, forehead, and lips. Laughter... Continue Reading →
The morning sun peaks through the shades cutting, molding his face. His chest rises and falls. I'm captivated by what my tired eyes think they see. Mosaic art pieced together by shadows and light. I look for those attributes. They calm a nightmare. They lull me to sleep. They make my heart race. Slowly his... Continue Reading →
Young their pinkies intertwined while sitting atop the monkey-bars. The heartbeat beneath his chest humming underneath a blanket in the back of his pick-up truck One went to college. The other stayed home, comfortable. Other people came and went; they both changed they both learned. A visit back home, a holiday parade, and a simple,... Continue Reading →
A blue sky, faded clouds decorate its edges. Pine trees puncture, reaching for the limits. Much like us, they're always reaching. The porch underneath him warmed his exposed skin. His heart ached, that invisible ache. The breeze smelled of her, his hand missed hers; She'd never be there, no matter how far his eyes reached... Continue Reading →
Her chest becomes heavy, the breaths are short, and her face is red. The walls inch closer, the voices of others are muffled; the whisper in her head cannot get louder. No matter how hard her voice pushes and scratches through her airway, nothing comes out. Nothing. In the early morning hours she wishes herself... Continue Reading →