I used to walk by this garden every day on my way to New York for grad school. There were days that I would rush past it without a second glance and then there were days that something compelled me to stop. Maybe it was the old woman that I would sometimes see tending to…
Tag: creative
time lapsed
I always want to write when I have no time it’s like the words flow through my mind onnecting – forming poetry that disconnects me from my current reality I always want to write when I have no time it’s like the urge to escape is unbounding leaving my tired mind pulsing, anting, waiting for…
the blank page
I have sat down to write everyday this past week and every day I have stared at a blank page. The page’s lines taunting my unmoving hand, judging it’s silence. My heart beats chaning from a steady rhythm to a slow thump. After an hour I closed the book – unable to stare any longer…
take a hike
When this past weekend began I was feeling stressed to my max. The entire week just kept on dragging and I needed a break from my routine. Professionally I was spent – emotionally I was lashing out at my girlfriend. I hate it when I do that – she is easily the best person in…
lesbian loving life 