I’ve become more conscious of the things I give out to and consume from social media. I’ve tried to take a step back before posting l and ask myself: how is this serving other people? How is it serving me? I am posting because I feel empty or because I feel full? Am I posting… Continue reading Stepping Into Yourself
she was a sunflower planted in the midst of the dark ages. the drought had lasted seasons with not a single seedling able to sprout. they told her it was futile that growth would never come no matter her effort. but she told them look within to find the light you need to flourish.
He was a summer storm, full of flashing lightning and quaking thunder that should have left her trembling. She was a fire on her own, and the brush she passed over was always left to ruin. She knew quite well that the rain would bring an end to her, even if she was a fire… Continue reading Fire and Rain
I traced the letters of your skin to form the sentences I wanted to hear from you, and my ears sung along as the story I waited all day to hear finally erupted from the room. The first chapter was always my favorite part. I knew it all by heart, and my heart repeated the… Continue reading The Story Without Ending