012// Missing Season

I should have known it when I felt it first – when the colours on the leaves started changing  and the air became real crisp in the morning-  It’s in the glimmer of rays that shine onto windows and reflect through condensation on a glass of water- the one that I held to my lips […]

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The Things I’m not Sorry for Anymore

Today is International Women’s Day and I am thankful. Thankful for the women I am surrounded by, for of the women that I look up too, that I am able to call myself a woman. As I get older, I become more aware of the impact that strong, mindful, and powerfully independent women have had […]

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007// Finding Home

I wrote the first few lines of this poem in a grocery store parking lot in the notes section of my phone. The idea of home is something I’ve turned over in my mind for quiet a few years now and I’ve never really been sure what to make of it. However, in a hotel […]

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When Someone dies, You lose them twice.

If you have lost someone close to you, you already know what I am about to say. If you have not, I am so happy for you- because it means that you have not experienced what I’m about to talk about and this is good. This is safe and warm and wonderful and I hope that […]

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004// The Artist

  It’s that weird feeling you know when you feel like you get someone’s heart but you just don’t. you know you have painted waves under their collar bones and the trees on their inner thighs  but you didn’t stick around to help them tread water or grow in the sunlight. How can you take […]

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