One day— one day perhaps,
You will read these thoughts
I’m pouring life into this ink…
A Moment Aflutter
The Color of Wine
My walls are stained with the skittish color of burgundy.
A shade that reminds me of my mother…
Perfect
Sometimes life just simply feels perfect. Flawless and divine like fresh fruit or the beating of a bird’s wings…
M(Emma)ory (Leigh)ane
In 2013 I was in Algebra 1 for the second time around. A sophomore in a freshman class, the only sophomore too I think…
indigo blue
there, by the hallway, a little girl stood. forlornly, she paced—the wind stinging her eyes. or so she told herself…