Open Letter to the People Who Saved Me

Thank you, Janice and Joanna for pushing me. I put others before me, always. It’s how I’m programmed. But doing what others “think” is best for me, isn’t always best for me. When my programming needed rewiring, Janice, you told me, “Parents aren’t always right. It’s not selfish to disobey them and do what I want.” Joanna, you […]

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Another Chick on His Call-list

Seeing you isn’t right but I’m sick of being alone. You make me feel wanted. Like I’m actually pretty. Like I have something. So I’m using you to fill my vessel with the attention you give me. But I wrestle with the days you don’t text. Your silence screams when two days become three, then […]

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Whole Lungs In, Whole Lungs In.

Dear Lungs, I’m not okay. I’m stuck in a bind. It’s not as easy as it used to be waking up at 6am. I used to rocket out of bed, creativity flooding out of my hands. I was eager to tap, tap, tap my story onto this screen, fueled by the awe of doing my […]

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