It was a Tuesday night toward the end of February, Eddie was gathered by two of his best friends at a house that wasn’t his nor theirs. A house encapsulated by trees, and for this evening a fortress for his heartache. A place where he could hide from the pain that would come tomorrow, next [...]
Category: personal essays
Love to Me
As I cried my self to sleep last night I tried to remember what love looks like. My vision was blurry filling to the brim with water so I turned to my memory. Love to me has never been just one person. Love to me is all of my friendships. Love to me is my [...]
Colder
*one unread message* For a moment I'm special, and in that moment I feel as if I could fly, but time passes and so does your mind. It passes from me and my Instagram DMs, our two-sided banter, to a dead space that only I feel. I'm sure your mind has moved onto a new [...]
If You Left It Up To Me
When we look at the world and look at the lives we live, an authenticity has been lost. We are in autopilot, pursing mundane tasks and pushing aside the things that fuel our fire. In other words, growing up SUCKS, and in the process, most of us have forgotten how to dream. How sad is [...]
The Waiting Room
The waiting room is bland, almost resembling that of an airport terminal. Splashed with drab gray-colored walls and pale, sputum yellow airport chairs. All concessions present but already closed for today. Just multiple rows of chairs and enough room in between for pacing. The “waiting room” game is never a game that is intentional or [...]
eleven:eleven
This seems like a story I’ve told before, even though it's the first time writing it down. Maybe I’ve been too scared, or maybe I only write to give myself closure and I wasn’t ready to close this chapter of you. But today I am ready. To write about time and about healing, all things [...]
What The Night Knows
The night brings you silence. It brings you time to let worries and incongruences from the past hours drift away from your body. On the darkest of nights, these memories and moments can come flooding back, filling your soul until eyes burst at their lids and blur your vision. On more peaceful of nights, the [...]
