A A A Staying AliveUpon the living room conversation an hour past midnight, I made a remark how awful the world we live in now. But he responded, with a cup…Jun 10Jun 10
Leaving YouLeaving you begins with a kiss on my forehead and ends with me in a faded pink bathtub, wallowing in my own tears.Oct 5, 2023Oct 5, 2023
Making Friends With the Black DogLast night, I recognise happiness when I started writing this. It took me a while because what I am about to tell you, however true or…Feb 4, 2023Feb 4, 2023
Dirty & ThirstyI remember I was hanging out at my friend’s house when he asked me how do I feel about turning 30 soon. He just turned 26 several months…Nov 27, 2022Nov 27, 2022
A (Love) Letter from a Passing TouristLook, I’m not asking for you to be my saviour. I will do that myself, but would you be my haven?Jul 25, 2021Jul 25, 2021
Pour Me Water, Fill Me With FlowersLoss came in a couple different shapes these past months. One was familiar, the other was, well, strange.Mar 12, 2021Mar 12, 2021
