a heartached girl turned incurable nihilist

  • something is missing

    i haven’t been sleeping  but when i do  i don’t let myself sleep beneath the covers  because lately i’ve been getting tangled up in the blankets  and my mother worries i will choke myself … read more

  • is it spring yet? is the cold over?

    i’m stuck in a snow globe        a never ending winter we are picturesque on the outside but i’m catching frostbite on my fingertips i am a decaf coffee you drink just to go about… read more

  • vulnerability is the last thing i want you to see in me but it is the first thing i look for in you

    vulnerability is a forbidden language that sits  in my gritted teeth              and in the waterline of my eyes.  toes tightened to the ground           and nails to my palms.  the tears pricking at my… read more

  • will you peel me like a clementine?

    i was nine  when i had my first migraine  but i sometimes feel its pain above my left eyebrow when i squint  and it hurts like my father’s rage and my mother’s grief.  the… read more

  • what sounds you make

    i dream of the city: big flashing lights, skyscraping wonders.  the stars not lit here, nothing to guide me home.  do you get lost often? when your feet hit the concrete, where do you… read more