I end the year feeling achy.This has been a time Filled with much personal growthIt’s hard work to look in the mirrorAnd understand my patterns.Connect the dots of the pastSo I no longer feel numb.My emotions I suppressed for so long.I can be so mean to myself-A subconscious habit that becameWhite noise in my brainContinue reading “White Noise”
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Christina’s World
I first saw Andrew Wyeth’s painting Christina’s World in July 2023 at the MoMA in Midtown, New York. It was my third time at the museum. I can’t remember passing by it on my previous visits. I stood in front of the painting I had stumbled upon in a hallway for a few minutes. IContinue reading “Christina’s World”
just kids
this story changed the trajectory of my lifebecause of this story, I am a writer.because of this story, I found magic in poetry.one summer sent me on a path I have beennavigating ever since.being a writer means being motivatedby what scares mewhat empowers me to writestories like Patti and Robert’s, one of youngartists discovering theirContinue reading “just kids”
For Grammie
My summers were filled with The light of your house, The sound of your voice, The smell of your cookies, The familiar rooms I always returned to. When my year was always different, You were always there to welcome us home, Our home away from home. I loved watching You tend to your flowers asContinue reading “For Grammie”
reading spots
on a park bench under a tree facing the beach on the beach toes in the sand away from the sun under the sun on a chair in the grass on the grass by a campfire facing a lake next to lake in a camp under a lamp using a lamp to finish a bookContinue reading “reading spots”
happy place
For two days, I disconnect from my reality. Time moves slowly. I trace the sun across the cloudless sky, rising up on one side of the horizon then falling below the other. I read my book, write poems in my journal, and only grab my phone to capture this beautiful view. For the first timeContinue reading “happy place”
Four Boxes
What is kept contains memories I don’t want to ever forget. The innocence of my childhood, the fears of my teenager years, the searching of my twenties, wrapped up in these items I place in boxes. Some I will take with me, most I will leave here. The things I donate or throw away aren’tContinue reading “Four Boxes”
2 AM
silence enters the night I do not speak I listen to a book and work on a puzzle I lose track of time trying to fit pieces together slowly the image begins to form the harder I focus rain falls outside may showers continue I can slightly hear the drops hitting the roof the narratorContinue reading “2 AM”
Healing Under the Sun
I sit on the step and take a moment for the sun. The warmth on my skin brings joy to my soul. I wiggle my toes and stretch my arms. I listen to the conversations being had across the way. The year has been cold and gloomy, this light brings me happiness. I am remindedContinue reading “Healing Under the Sun”
How to be Present
embracing the moment I am in, appreciating the day for what it is, leaving my phone in another room, keeping it out of my reach, breathing through the scary feelings my anxiety reminds me to worry, it takes a lot of work and self- awareness to live in the present, to read a book withoutContinue reading “How to be Present”
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