That Night In Your Kitchen

I don’t know what I’m waiting for in your kitchen. Some sort of solution, I guess. I never get it.

I Was Young, But I Knew What Love Was

Love was an eyebrow scar. It was a booming chuckle (not laugh) that overtook the sanctuary. It was a mess of curly hair, twinkling eyes, and crooked smiles.

A Short List Of Fears That I Refuse To Let Control Me

I understand that in some stories I play a minor role. I understand in some I am a passing extra, or a main character, and sometimes I am the villain. I’m okay with all of those roles, but what worries me most is that my overall view of myself is inaccurate.

A Few Thoughts On Leaving Home

Moving away from home is one of the most exhilarating experiences that I firmly believe everyone should indulge in during their lifetimes.