a reminder to breathe

breathe in. think about everything that troubles your heart all which keeps you up at night. breathe out. let it go cleanse your soul to get rid of whatever poisons it. breathe because you are okay or will soon be and because you need it. breathe because you are alive. —take it one day at the time, one hour at the time, one minute at … Continue reading a reminder to breathe


six six-word poems

i. being alone isn’t always something bad. —things one realizes growing up. ii. can’t pretend i’m not lost anymore. —writing it makes it real. iii. the moon shines for your smile. —never have i seen such a radiant sight. iv. so much said in so little. —six words are just enough. v. once again i found myself (over)thinking. —you asked why i stayed up last … Continue reading six six-word poems

radio silence will be the death of us

we’ve become strangers of each other’s company, attention, cherishing. every cliché about heartbreak is true as i realize that with every word we speak we say less. we sit apart on our respective sides of the bed, backs facing and hearts still attached by one remaining threadbare string of love. no words needed no eye contact the air between us spelled out disappointment and surrender. … Continue reading radio silence will be the death of us

some days i feel a lot like supermarket flowers

today i woke up and my coffee tasted more bitter than usual, painfully hotter, almost purposely harmful. the cold wind felt like stinging paper cuts against my face as i walked down the street and formed tears in my dried eyes against their will. i can no longer look into the mirror because it reminds me too much of everything i’m not but could be. … Continue reading some days i feel a lot like supermarket flowers