Monthly Archives: April 2015

could somebody tell me why writing has suddenly become like this scary thing to me?  is there something that triggered it? the idea of focusing upon something feels hugely impossible because i tend to stray somewhere else. maybe i’ve become … Continue reading →

sometimes when you are focusing upon your survival, as you navigate from one breath to the next, it’s easy to lose sight of all that surrounds you. all of the people who keep you afloat. if you could be just like … Continue reading →

as the plane began its descent to Minnesota, the pilot announced his apologies for the turbulence. i wish i could have told him that, really, he had nothing to feel sorry about. if anyone was to blame, it was The Wind. but … Continue reading →

i am trying to feel more hopeful about things in a way that feels genuine. not as a way to sidestep around a history of losses and disappointments i feel powerless to overcome. not as a pretend hopefulness that cannot … Continue reading →

somewhere, under the sky, i ceased to feel alone. it was a watershed moment. there was nothing to eclipse it. i thought, what if this moment were taken away? I would have no idea how to replace it, not one. It’s … Continue reading →