New Event: Permission to Play
As adults, we don’t often tend to or notice our inner child. When we do, we can better understand her. What does she need? What was missing for her? As…
Tag: creative writing
I only when
I only dream I can fly when my body knows she’s able. I only write in poetry when my thoughts are knot and tangled. I only go for walks when…
A Slight Exaggeration
My cat’s tail caught on fire and my dog he ran away. My boyfriend lost his job and the bills must still be paid. I want a lobster on my…
let’s tidy up my mind
Please take your soppy mop And swish it through my mind I have a couple memories there That I’d appreciate you find And swiffer jet that shit away To dump…
Embracing All of Who You Are
My fingers were trembling. The knot in my stomach had tied itself up once, twice, three times as I contemplated pushing the send button.
I was about to tell my family: I am Bi. And I’ve known for a while now.
Softness in my Living Room
The yellows in my living room drink up every once of sunlight that slips in though the windows. That’s why they are there, after all. The yellows and the purples…
Muller: A Bar Short
His name was Muller. And he told me I was fucking adorable. I was sitting at the bar, the way I love to when I want to write but my…
Skin Speaks
I was born with this freckle gentle on my nose this mole taking hold on my side: bound to decompose. ‘Cause nothing lasts forever even tattoos’ printed ink. No,…
