I’ve measured every inch of me like a crime scene left unclean— catalogued the evidence of all the ways I’ve failed to gleam. My ribs protest beneath...Read more

The neon lights blinded me once. I was a Russian doll, tossed in a play I didn’t know the script for. I danced when I should have stood still. I ran ...Read more

I believe deep down, Everybody is a poet, Because we all have emotions. Some poets are very eloquent, Some of us are just the best at writing, But ...Read more

Suicide is always an option— I cannot lie. I’ll attend your burial, but I will not laugh. I’ll wear black — you fought the good fight. I won’t stop yo...Read more

It creeps in softly, like a thief in the night, Stealing my laughter, dimming my light. A smile on my face, but pain in my chest, I’m fighting these b...Read more