moths to a flame.
they say for women we forget some of our deepest pain and that must be true because it feels like i have amnesia when it comes to you...
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Creative storyteller with passion for art & connection. Portland, Oregon.
Jan 161 min read
let me nestle in the space under your collarbones
i'd crawl underneath your skin, nestle in the space underneath your collarbone or snugly between your ribs watching your heart beat...
Jan 161 min read
love at 20.
closer pull me in closer crush me with the weight of your expectations my expectations the roles we're supposed to play but forget that...
Jan 161 min read
Please, just be honest
i want you to be honest with me brutally, completely, honest in a way that lays you bare. then exposed and vulnerable, i want you to see...
Jan 161 min read
crying again over mutilated children (living in the USA)
i'm crying again over mutilated children innocently living their lives until their little bodies are destroyed by occupying forces tiny...
Jan 161 min read
warm breath like smoke in the night sky
eager for the crisp chill of fall to settle into my bones. my body's at home in the dark seasons, as if i've been bred for long nights...
Jan 162 min read
on nights like this.
on nights like this i wish i had a pickup truck, one with an open bed. like the one you used to have, ridges of the hard metal underneath...
Jan 162 min read
overcoming the war that sometimes lives in our bones
"there's no reason nobody should have to die over land or resources," I confidently told my dad at 15. He condescendingly laughed me off,...
Jan 161 min read
heartbroken for gaza at naptime.
her hands cradle her child's head, or at least that's what it looks like from the picture. the same gentle curves my own hands take when...
Jan 161 min read
doing what she always does.
she's clawing at me she needs me she's reaching for emotional support but not really asking for it she doesn't give a fuck about me it's...
Jan 161 min read
don't wanna miss a thing.
i used to sit in the backseat of my family's station wagon with my head resting on the window, looking longingly as i internalized the...
Jan 161 min read
please, don't.
that's why it feels so bad you can tell you can feel my attention surge at carefully worded messages, my heart swell at things we have in...
Jan 161 min read
noticing.
so many nice things go unnoticed that's why i like to notice i like to notice the little details that nobody thinks about anymore, the...
Jan 103 min read
Mother, working from home, 2023
Eat a bagel at your desk in the office (sesame, vegan cream cheese, chili onion crisp from Trader Joe's) Read the news Sob over the...
Jan 51 min read
evergreen/deciduous
Our love isn't a sweeping declaration of eternal love, or a promise to disappear into a life of never-ending sacrifice. It’s presence....
Jan 51 min read
missing you, often thinking of you
I know you're different now, I am too. But your face still looks the same as it did, those times when we were happy and you saw the world...
Jan 51 min read
ruins
Hiding in shadows between words left unsaid in the ruins of the road not taken, searching for any sign that you’re worth reaching for....
Jan 51 min read
fall in/pull me under
i could so easily fall in to our pattern my yearning your wanting our desperate attempts for connection though we both know it hurts us...
Jan 52 min read
bev.
bev was a ball of light. a friend to everyone she met and beloved by many. she was complicated, cruel at times, and hard to pin down. bev...
Jan 51 min read
all he has to do is hint
all he has to do is hint and i'm off to the races building playlists and writing stories, inserting myself in deep moments of longing i...
MUSINGS
adjL thoughtfully abstracted, meditative
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