On Writing

Writing for a purpose, specially one that’s for a long term, can be so difficult to provide an impetus to. I’ve been so frustrated and annoyed at myself for the past few months. I was in a similar position at the beginning of the previous year, but it was for all the different reasons. And […]

of independence & french fries

i grew up as independent as the roof on my head, but i still needed the walls to float i sometimes feel like the plants sittingoutside my window, just observing my life maybe this is just an astral lie or maybe im a stray dog looking for a shed to sleep under im a window […]

Of Women & Moonlight

A land that pushes women to the stature of a Goddess Is also adept at pulling them down when necessary This reminds me of necessities that arise out of despai A colony of ants climb the hills that reek of sweet sanity Between my knees are bruises that never healed Between my palms are lines […]

#1 – Period Rambling

I don’t really intend to go anywhere with this blog post but I want to start a personalized series. Maybe. Lol. Yeah this is gonna be difficult for me because to document my feelings & thoughts online, yeah idk. I mean its not the same thing as poetry you know, you don’t have metaphors or […]

The Scream of a Deaf Girl (Short Story)

The wind never talked to me but she used to always tickle my stomach while I’d laugh like a maniac when I was a little kid. Sure, I had never heard her but she was my best friend. I think we both understood each other way better than most people would. They never heard me […]

Skin

Your skin tastes like mumbling blue berries trapped inside sea shells, skies falling upon your collarbones Did you really believe that the weight of this world could shatter you? You carry butterflies inside your stomach You love like tomorrow is but a fable Tell me, do you not shudder when you think of the end? […]

20.

When I look back, I realize that there is no sorrow, no regret and absolutely no contempt to hold against my past. I see myself growing into someone I will be proud of once this phase has passed and with this I realize how life is made up of these little fragments that are so […]

Maple Syrup

Maple syrup dreams The garden of roses doused in reds Buzzing of bees at your kneecap A handicap desire skips in the middle of my chest My mouth is a hollow cave It hollows out on a platform of colorful lies My paper heart crumbles with laughter This music makes me love you like never […]

D I V I D E

The gap between my teeth widens I’m six years of carelessness and a body clothed in flesh My flesh is skin and a human anatomy I’m yet to understand My flesh is carrot juice and French fries My flesh is a subtraction of the numerical, perhaps the only confusion in my life My flesh is […]

YOU

The metaphysics of my existence circumvent the physiology that reeks of me. My nose, my ears, my mouth and my hands are tales that hum Mozart across park benches on a windy afternoon. There is a moon that grows in the middle of my chest, it grows until writing feels like playing the piano and […]