Our Darkness

share a secret with reflections of our darkness. “I’ve never told anyone this.” if i fix her, maybe i can fix the hollow parts of me. oh. i can just fix me? as the others were outside being carefree, he said, staring at the TV’s trauma unfold, “Happened to me, too…” not an overshare, aContinue reading “Our Darkness”

home

the idolization of nomads from a potted plant, freshly watered. peeking through the blinds at the adventures That Could Be. a scent carries around my leaves. a home I once visited. i feel comforted. musk, dust, and its loneliness sneaks through when i’ve decided to forget. no invitation back. my home is here in theContinue reading “home”

The Last Letter

only cry for special occasions. here’s a clarification of my tears. if i am not diplomatic, I am over emotional. we can’t have that. the thorough breakdown of the scenario. let me explain. just the highlighted sentences in the book of an undeveloped opportunity. scurry away. come back, blatantly detached. i’m an essayist, not aContinue reading “The Last Letter”

Catholic Guilt

6.27.18 A former busybody, persistently too involved with Others. My selflessness, just a facade: am I appearing kind enough? Sincerity melting away in the pool I am floating in. The sun heats the top of head. It doesn’t gleam. It taunts. On a quest for wisdom from the moon. (It hides from me.) Whisperings amongContinue reading “Catholic Guilt”