Happiness

Autumn crisp Changing leaves Drives with no destination Long walks while listening to audiobooks Chapters ending on cliffhangers Episodes ending on cliffhangers Inclusivity in TV shows Books I can’t put down Listening to old songs Discovering new songs Talking to friends over FaceTime Writing down my feelings Meditating without distractions Beautiful sunsets, rare moons StarsContinue reading “Happiness”

36th Street

After a long day of speech therapy and wandering around the city, I take a shortcut to return back to my hotel. 36th street. A random street. The sun has disappeared behind the clouds. The street is quiet, a welcomed change from Park Avenue. I’m halfway down between Park and Lexington when I notice aContinue reading “36th Street”

My Happy Place

When someone asks me Where my happy place is, I tell them it’s on a lake In the middle of Maine. My aunt and uncle’s camp. A beautiful view, right by the water, The camp has a cozy feeling With a screen porch facing the lake And an incinolet so you don’t always have toContinue reading “My Happy Place”

Grateful

The morning began with stillness. I watched as the sun rose over the horizon and filtered through the trees, still half asleep. My mother’s childhood bedroom, flower wallpaper, a quilt on the chair in the corner, two small vases on the window sill. I’d wake up most mornings I slept here and watched this viewContinue reading “Grateful”

August in the City

I wrote this poem last year on a park bench in Washington Square Park. I carried an umbrella, walking down Fifth Avenue, waiting for the rain to fall. I held one of Patti Smith’s first books at the Strand. I admired Robert Mapplethorpe’s photographs at the Guggenheim. I told a man from Africa about ToniContinue reading “August in the City”

Coldplay at Dusk

I watch the sky turn from light yellow to cotton-candy pink within a matter of minutes The evening air is neither hot nor cold I’m comfortable in a sweater It slides down my left shoulder I don’t bother to fix it I listen to Coldplay’s Yellow, Orphans, & Fix You I watch the light fadeContinue reading “Coldplay at Dusk”

Another Lap Around the Sun

For my mom. Congratulations on another lap around the sun. This isn’t the ideal time to have a birthday, But here we are, so let’s make the best of it. Your age is just a number, Another number you gain for being alive. Everyone who knows you is lucky, For they know your kind heart,Continue reading “Another Lap Around the Sun”

Seeing the Light

Double vision is no longer interrupting my days. I can stay up until 1am without my reality splitting apart. I can wake up without objects in my room hovering over each other. People no longer have four eyes when I look at them! I do have a little double on the outer edges of myContinue reading “Seeing the Light”

Uncertain Spring

The first quote in The New York Time’s Plague Season, Through the Eyes of Writers is by Virginia Woolf. “It was an uncertain spring.” Uncertain is a good way to put it. We don’t know how long this will last or what will happen when life is allowed to slowly wake up again. There’s aContinue reading “Uncertain Spring”

Comfort

I find comfort in writing. It used to be the opposite. I used to be scared to write things down. Because writing things down makes them real. But now I have found there’s a comfort in placing my thoughts down on the page instead of having them consume my brain. If I can let goContinue reading “Comfort”