people love saying religion is dying, but what actually happened is it changed addresses. the structure never went anywhere. you still have a story about what's pure and what's contaminated, a list of things you're not allowed to say, rituals you have to perform to prove you belong, and a way to push out anyone who won't go along. none of it requires a god. it only requires people who need to feel... » Continue Reading
something hollowed out the part of me that reached toward things and meant it — the part that caught fire at the smallest provocation, a melody, a color, the particular way evening light bends through a window and makes everything feel like it means something. that part went quiet and i don't know what door i left unlocked, what i whispered into the wrong silence, what i neglect » Continue Reading
i miss it. whatever it was we were doing before it quietly stopped. no explanation. no memo. just — less of you and more of me learning the specific weight of an absence i wasn't supposed to notice. we used to let the hours go without either of us watching where they went. i didn't know i was storing it. all of it. like the body stores old warmth for winters it » Continue Reading
i know this pattern. i have worn it before. the way light bends through a wound that keeps opening in the same place. i have been here before. not with you. but with the shape of you. the weight of you. the specific » Continue Reading
People who create things will always be ahead of those who spend their time critiquing from the sidelines. So write what you want to write. Share what you want to share. Your authentic self-expression should not be put on hold out of fear of the opinions » Continue Reading
No matter what I did, it always ended the same. A cycle, a loop, as if fate laughed in the face of effort, How I could never get close enough, not even a breath away. Once I thought I had it, that fleeting feeling of "almost there," It slipped like sand through fingers, Not even close, not even a bit, not at all. This "dream," they call it—yet it's no dream at all. It's an everlasting nightmare, A... » Continue Reading
Lie to me But I see the truth in your eyes. You blink away your deception and demise. My heart breaks to see you comfortable in this space space. This lie suspended between us. A part of me says it alone, But how can I.. When repercussions to your actions turns » Continue Reading
Cough it out I've had this cough, almost feeling like a cold lingering for years, but I couldn't bring myself to acknowledge the symptoms. I nurture the healing process as it continues on within me. » Continue Reading
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