How fitting, on the day of my birth.

Honoring my 29th year around the sun and celebrating this chapter in my life. Every year since I’ve entered my twenties, I write myself a letter to mark the progress of my life. It’s a moment of reflection, reconciliation, and raw honesty with myself. The letters pose questions only I can answer and reach…read more

I used to dream of flawlessness.
An unmarred expanse of skin.
Flat, unblemished perfection.

Like the skinny, pale peers marking my adolescence
all beauty
and boys chasing the hems of their skirts.

Mirrors were my enemy.
For months on end, I’d avoid them
unwilling to perceive myself –
the unquantifiable failures of an imperfect body.

When I d…read more

Dear anxious thoughts,

I finally found it
halfway through a cup of earl grey
against the porcelain of a just used dish
in the far echoes of birds’ quaint chirping
while strolling through the park
Quiet
The hush of a mind settling into serenity.

Some people don’t think
rather
their minds are not incessant
forced to endure a constant m…read more

Tell me about love.

A battleground I’ve made of myself since we experienced the first vague notions of attraction at a young age. Our first love was our best (and for a long time only) friend, the second a relentless bully who made a game out of our infatuation, the third not much more than an idea shrouding a girl who rarely ever looked my w…read more