he smells like the beachafter rain.enveloping and heavy,sweet and soft and salty. he does not change with the tides,he is as immovable as earth,strong and sturdy,a foundation to be built upon. he speaks in whispersthe words are music in the air,the perfect things to...
“People will show you who they are. Believe them the first time.” -Maya Angelou Letting go is not easy to do. It’s much easier, for some, to see the best in people. To make excuses. To turn a blind eye. Sometimes we see the potential more clearly...
*Trigger Warning: rape, sexual assault, domestic violence. Society and Media In the movie Grease, Danny Zuko and Sandy Olsson describe their summer romance to to friends on their return to school in the fall. Her friends want to know if Danny as a car, and if...
I get this question all the time. I buy a bus ticket with a few pounds and an American accent, and the bus driver wants to know how the hell I ended up here. It’s a valid inquiry. The answer I always give is “my husband lives here,” which is,...
*Trigger Warning: domestic violence and sexual abuse. I want to shout this from the rooftops, But also whisper it so no one looks at me. Listen, Don’t listen. I was taught to lie. Probably all of us are to some extent. What I mean is, I’m not okay. I...
The following is just a quick little poem dedicated to my partner, Si. I am reaping the benefits of his secret photography during our time apart. He likes to take pictures. He has one of those Fancy cameras With the lenses You can take on and off. He takes...
