I am who I am
My first poem I AM WHO I AM I am who I am because of what I missed. I am who I am because I exist. I am who I…
My first poem I AM WHO I AM I am who I am because of what I missed. I am who I am because I exist. I am who I…
I came across René Magritte’s painting The Lovers recently, and something about it stayed with me. At first, it seems simple. Two people are kissing, but their faces are completely…
It’s strange how quickly a place can stop being just a place. One day it’s simply somewhere you happen to visit. You walk through the aisles, sit by the window,…
I used to think grief belonged only to death. When I was younger, I believed grief was something we experienced only after losing someone forever. I watched my grandmother slowly…
There are certain thoughts that come quietly, without warning. They don’t arrive all at once. They come one at a time, and they stay longer than they should. Sometimes it…
There are certain things I notice without trying. They are small, and most people would probably overlook them, but they stay with me. Clean glasses, for example. If there is…
I don’t avoid stress. I redirect it. It took me years to understand the difference. Stress doesn’t disappear. It stays—quietly, consistently, in the background of everything. What I’ve learned is…
Many people move through their days feeling constantly occupied, yet strangely unchanged. The hours are full. The to-do lists get rewritten. There is effort, responsibility, and motion—but little sense of…
We live in a world overflowing with choices. At first, that sounds like a blessing. Who wouldn’t want more options when shopping, eating, or even dating? Yet, strangely, the more…
You can be perfectly fine one moment — working, running errands, or enjoying a quiet cup of coffee — and suddenly the thought drifts in: Why haven’t I found a…