I think about you so vividly, it is as though you are with me, breathing sweet air down my neck. You summon and I surrender; I am solely...

I got high on an empty stomach and I’m pouring mounts of honey hoops into my mouth, most missing and tripping down my chest. I pick the...

Baby Grand, you set me apart. I am no longer girl, but Piano Girl. Witness my making of magic. Clunk. My shoe kisses the pedal. Cough. A...

On Monday, the sun penetrated my walls the way the best lovers tend to; gently, like piercing thread through a needle, then all at once....

This morning I woke to a storm that started in the sky and crept into my chest, and now I'm bleeding rain. Shame straddles and smothers...

(A poem adapted into a piece of flash fiction for a Creative Writing workshop) Grief: a universal language, and yet when spoken, nobody...

When you teach a girl that all she is good for is pleasing and playing sweet and nice, she grows into a woman who has not spent one day...