It’s beautiful! It’s wonderful! It’s magical to see the creativity coming back to me. Yet, procrastination is still an enemy. I wait so long to plant the seeds, and then neglect the sprouts. They go without water, starving and dry. I must remember to water them and tend to them daily so they can grow ...

I knew no other life than that of the fool. I spent my days pining, letting my unrequited love run rampant. They told my story for me, and all I could do was perform their script. The paint on my face twisted into a lovesick mess. The very depiction of art and sensitivity had been ...

The skies are constantly open. The roads are slick with the tears that fall from the dismal clouds above, soaking me through to my core. The rain does not end, but it slowly lets up. The downpour softens to a constant drizzle. Still, it doesn’t stop. Soon enough, thunder rumbles and rolls through the clouds, ...

I want to know what it’s like to be truly known by someone; to have their touch memorized and feel how their frame fits so perfectly into mine. I wish to look into their eyes and see myself reflected in them. I ache to collect pieces of them like a puzzle: their laugh, their smile, the ...

Each morning that I wake up, I’m reminded of how cruel my reality has become because you are no longer in it. My dreams are much kinder to my fragile state, because there, I can still see you. I can still touch, hear, and talk to you. My mind creates a thousand different scenarios where ...

Why do these walls torment me, their screams vicious and never-ending, So shrill in my ears, consuming my vision until my eyes become blurry? What unnerving secrets do they hold that demand my attention? They’re filled to the brim, stuffed with memory after memory. They’ve seen every part of my life, from my first steps ...

My thumb digs into the grooved metal of the striker wheel, pressing and flicking to ignite my lighter. It sputters and clicks, trying to form that precious flame, and then it dies. So I switch to matches. My fingers tremble as I fish out one of the wooden sticks, scraping it against the side of ...

At the end of each day, I used to stumble into bed, and stare at my phone screen until my eyes blurred. I tossed and turned in my sleep, as my arms reached out for the comfort of a warm body, only to find the sheets cold and empty. Then I met you. No longer ...

Holidays are hard.There’s the endless streamOf shopping, gift-wrapping,Cooking, cleaning,And hosting relativesYou barely talk toAny other time of year.The kids are cooped upAnd going crazy-Which drives YOU crazy-Because it’s too coldTo send them outside,So you have to entertain themAs best as you canWhile juggling workAnd everything elseListed aboveWhen all you want to doIs enjoy the liminal ...

I make up stories inside my head, But I choose to sit here Instead of going off to bed. I’m tired of being relied upon, The strong one. Loyal, dependable- “She’s the one.” But, if you could see under this mask, Running from me is now your task. It is unsafe to unmask Anywhere, with ...