On sunsets we say hi to the moonA fragment of hope, for something hopeless, for someone hopeful.Sep 16Sep 16
I regret wishing for childhood to be over when I was fiveThe scariest part about growing up is seeing the people who took care of your younger self become older.May 31May 31
As a woman, I admire my mother. But as her daughter, I hate her.Letting go of all the pent-up angers and hatred I have kept locked in my chest for a long time.Apr 2921Apr 2921
Peace — our coming-of-age has come and goneWould it be enough if I could never give you peace?Mar 305Mar 305
Right Where You Left Me — except it’s I instead of You and You instead of MeStill sitting in the corner I hauntDec 30, 2023Dec 30, 2023
