WRITING

Thoughts of you creep in, And hover far longer than they are welcome. I may not have allowed myself to love you, But my body did anyway...

Sometimes the sound of freedom is found when a woman sits in an empty room When the whole world seems to be sleeping and her babies are...

Let this be the year The year I stop doing all the shit I hate doing The year I start doing all the things I've been putting off The year...

Just sit there and hold it. Play with it. Roll it around in your head and your hands. See what it feels like it to let it fall out of...

I didn’t come this far To walk blindly and miss the view I didn’t let go of all I knew So I could fight to hold on to one little piece I...