I remember I was 19 years old and looking at myself in the mirror. Staring at the girl that stared back. Hating everything I saw there. My face. Way too round and puffy. Where were the angles of cheekbones, the sharp jawline, I wondered. My eyes. Too small, too dewy and exhausted-looking. I hated that […]
Humanity’s great stories use the recurring motif of destiny as plot’s major driver. The main characters start as young and green to their surroundings. They are struck by divine purpose meant to push them towards realizing their true calling. These protagonists become heroes because they fulfill missions assigned to them. Harry Potter, The Odyssey, Lord […]
When I was young, the thought of change scared me to death. Nightmares of moving out of my childhood home robbed me of sleep. My heart broke when friends were forced to move away. I wept tears over the transfer of our old refrigerator from the kitchen to the basement. Change was not my friend. […]
There exists a shift from feeling like you’re going to live forever to one where seconds begin slipping like water through the gaps in your fingers. Securing a grip on the time we have is an impossible feat. Yet we are good at lying to ourselves. We reassure our mortal bodies that forever is real, […]
Wrote the following piece nearly three years ago. Things change in sometimes drastic measure. What strikes me about this work is the voice in it. I recognize myself here. Young as I was. Young and idealistic and in love. My how things change. We woke up together, as we usually do. I, ever the pushy […]
Turbulent times are quick to summon anxiety, angst, fear. Like jumping from a cliff, the rush elicits a carnal reaction to the goings-on. It’s only natural to respond in such a way. My writings reflect that. I wanted to write something authentic but also positive. For as much darkness that follows me through life’s transgressions, […]
A poem about pain.
A day does not oft go by without an encounter between commuters and the lifeless form strewn upon the pavement just before Les Halles. Though all signs point to a life passed on into the next, the tight grip of a coffee-chain cup prevents such final assertions. He lays there, quiet. Bodies pass without acknowledging […]
August 22, 2019 It’s a slender creature with a long and flowing tail. Does It really understand what Its purpose is besides surfacing every once in a while to spit truths? Not entirely, no. It just knows three things to be true. Those three things are: the mermaid’s passion for science, its existence in the […]
