She

In the moments when She Looked to the brilliant violet sky Searching to find replacements For the stars snatched from her eyes And Crushed in the center of a powerful Palm She; Consistently hardening In a world that denies her softness Accusations of submissiveness Torn between Aggression and Servitude She; Earning space Both invisible and Not invisble enough. … Continue reading She

What If?

"I'll have all of my goals accomplished in x amount of years," you say, as Depression gives a hearty chuckle at your expense. If I were to ask a 13-year-old version of myself what she thought I'd be like in 8 years, I already know exactly what she'd say, "She'll be skinny, with expensive clothes, a … Continue reading What If?