Chasing Acceptance

There was a point along the road when she realized the truth: being different was going to have to do. Chasing acceptance was a dead end, at best a cul-de-sac Continue Reading →

Holding Tight to Toxicity

What is this thing you do? You don’t wish to die alone and so you hold tight to your humiliator, your abuser, your apathetic acquaintances, your toxic friends… Sit. Think. Continue Reading →

Escaping Victimhood

Waiting for the other shoe to drop, the first a gentle tap, the second a casket lid closing, an echo spilling grief in your lap. It’s emptiness in a bottle Continue Reading →

Defining Your Lines (A Story of Self in Rhyme)

Unseen and huddled as she was in full view, she released dangerous tears anew. They flowed beneath her cheeks on the inside, falling to her heart’s emotional lies. A little Continue Reading →