I Am Not a Poet

It's inevitable, I believe, that just as you are approaching greatness you doubt yourself. You wonder if you're good enough; if you have  what it takes; if you're doing the right thing. These things have crossed my mind over the past couple of weeks. I knew I wanted to be a writer when I was …

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I Try Not To Write When I’m Pissed Off But I Do Make Exceptions…

This is untitled, for now I wonder what gives them the audacity to ask me: is his father around? Many times I'd bow my head and look to the ground. Too proud to tell Or embarrassed by the reality the question reveals Still... It's none of your damn business! It's taken me 7 years to …

Stay or Go

I love to travel. There's something about going somewhere new and navigating the scene that excites me! I enjoy getting lost and finding different places to eat. I love people watching and scoping out others' do things. And even if you've been to a place before, you can discover new things. I find it hard …

Patience

I hate waiting. For me, the Aries, waiting is cruel and unusual punishment! I am impulsive. I want everything not now, but right now. A delayed response or action is no action at all. So I thought. But I've learned, recently, that patience is a lot different than waiting.  Waiting is...waiting. Or, as Dictionary.com puts …

Fucked

The scent lingers, Not of love but of you The sweet smell of your herbal remedy collides with the air connecting deeper than we do, I smell smoke but I breathe you. Did you notice? Hmmm. You didn't say. You didn't stay. Am I the picturesque image of indignity Or just a girl who thought …