To Be Seen by You

His image illuminates the screen of my phone. He is smiling, that smile I’d like to believe he reserves just for me. The photo was taken a few years ago, now, but seeing it still elicits the same geyser of emotion. 1,661 more words



October  10 – November 8, 2015
Kunst Galerie Fürth, Germany | curated by Rebecca Suttner |
The Letting Go is part of the group exhibition… 189 more words


“The Season Of Revenge”

I’ve never attempted it myself. Apparently it’s sweet and best served cold. I’ve considered it but always given it up for something more positive somewhere in the early planning stages. 717 more words

Autumn Tour


Hey, why are you gone?
Why can't you be mine?
You could have been my Sun.

Searching For Catharsis

I just finished Leslie Jamison’s collection of confessional essays, The Empathy Exams. It took me a while to get through the dense, informed, and emotionally exhausting essays but once I did I was glad i took the time to go through them slowly. 538 more words

Your narrative.

This is your narrative.

You are a mess of broken twigs bound by blood, saliva, and tears. Your relationship with God is one based on convenience. 218 more words

So I Sew

Give me one minute in the fire

To burn just half as hot

Give me one taste of the sting

Of the hell

That the old fight brings… 44 more words