Becoming Invisible

First, you must remove your clothes. Protection from the heat, from the cold, from the natural elements is not provided. Learn how to manage life blind. With nothing for images to bounce off of, you won’t be able to see anything as much as people won’t be able to see you. Light will go straight […]

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Rainy Days 2

The pitter patter on the roof meant it was time. They grabbed the breaking down beach chairs leaning against the garage walls, shook off the sand, and placed them in the middle of the floor, facing the outside. They ran to their parents and pulled them into the room, stopping to get some chips on […]

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Rainy Days

They spent days decorating the popsicles, adding little cloth sails for balance and tiny green toy soldiers for personality, taking Crayola markers and creating stripes all around the sticks. Then, they watched the weather, impatient, waiting for a storm, waiting for the rain, and when it did, they took their popsicle sail boats and ran […]

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How to Show Her Love

Take her hand when she’s crying and when she’s laughing. Take her hand. Listen to her even when you don’t want to. She will do the same. Ask for forgiveness. Say you’re sorry. Improve. Try. Work toward something. Show her you love her in sloppy wet kisses before work, in making sure she knows she […]

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Dissociation of a Writer 2

I can’t experience life. My grandma passed away a year ago and although I cried, in the back of my head I couldn’t stop thinking about how these emotions I was experiencing would make a good poem one day. My boyfriend was having a very serious conversation and I wasn’t paying attention because I liked […]

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Dissociation of a Writer

Often times when I find myself crying after a horrible break up or a reminder of something sad, there is a little voice in the back of my head telling me to be observant, live it out, experience the emotions, no matter how much I don’t want to because somewhere, somehow, I might be able […]

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Our History

We are born from water, made of stars.

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Paper Hearts

A stranger once gave me a paper heart on my way to class.

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