Step By Step

step by stepI heal thewounds tornopen by traumalaughing aftercrying is thebest kind ofmedicine thebane of myexistence isout of mycontrol all Ican do is breathethrough themoment wheremy brain feelsthreatened whilesignaling mybody to remainstill battlewounds formfrom unsuccessfulattempts I formboxes with mybreathing asI follow thecircle aroundand aroundtrying tostay calmwhile cryingisn’t my strongsuit but I tryand I applaudmyself withtheContinue reading “Step By Step”

Grief is a Funny Thing

Grief is a funny thing.In that there’s no one wayor right way to grievesomeone passing.It’s not a straight line,it’s scattered all overthe place, sometimesit’s difficult to pick upthe piecesto begin the process ofunderstanding the depththat was left behind.If the person was in pain,you’re happy they’reat peace.If the person was wronged,you’re left shockedand angered bytheir exit.EmotionsContinue reading “Grief is a Funny Thing”

On The Boat

For Grandpa Boat Whenever I see a boat, I think of you.I am taken back to summerdays on the water,I think of Minnesota.I smell sunscreen andwet carpet on the houseboat.I think of my grandmother’s presence,her ability to make everyonefeel at home even whenon the river.I think of your black poodleDomie running around.I think of jumpingContinue reading “On The Boat”

Belief

I spent an afternoon surrounded by art.Paintings and sculptures captured my attention.Wandering around different exhibits,I kept thinking, these artists believedin themselves enough to be able toshare their work and have their workmake it here. I thought about the confidence one has to have in themselves to be here.To root for yourself enough to makethe thingContinue reading “Belief”

Streaks of Light

I am grateful to see the sun when I get out of work.I am grateful for the colorful skies and warmer weather.I am grateful for long walks and slow mornings.I am grateful for the streaks of light that brighten my day.I am grateful for the changing season and new beginnings.

Daily Reminder

Mistakes happenThings will be correctedBe patientTry not to overthinkOr drown yourself in senseless worryYou are not your scariest thoughtThat will not happenStay presentRemember to breatheThings will be okay

Just Know

Just knowWherever you goWhatever you doIf you need meI’ll be there for you Don’t hesitateTo say how you’re feelingWe’ve been friends for so longTime can change usBut we remain the sameSomeone to talk toA safe place to listenTo keep each other’s feelingsWithout fear of judgementThis poem is a draftOne I won’t perfectI just wanted toContinue reading “Just Know”

To Find Myself

I drive down the roadInto the woodsTo find myselfAmongst the leafless treesAnd cold winter breezeI listen to old songsFlashbacks to my childhoodAlways pop in my headRoad trips to San DiegoSitting in the backseatWhile my dad blastsBob Dylan on repeatListening to a favoriteSong on my iPodIn the living roomMy grandmother sitting onThe couch with a bookIContinue reading “To Find Myself”

First Hour

The first hour of my day is quiet.I take my medication and wait.Sometimes I fall back asleep.Sometimes I’m left with my own thoughts.I reflect on what I dreamed, how well I slept,what I want to write.I’ve learned to leave my phoneon my nightstand.I notice the light in my room,how my muscles feel.I move from oneContinue reading “First Hour”

Don’t Give Up

Yesterday, I published an essay on Medium about the creative process of making my short film, Torn-Between. It’s been 5 years since I published it on YouTube. What a crazy 5 years it’s been. It’s surreal to look back on now. In a way, I am amazed I was able to make it. Honestly, thereContinue reading “Don’t Give Up”