• Salvation Is In The Woods

    Salvation Is In The Woods

    Deep into the woods, Beyond the road’s end, No motors or mines to offend, Is where my sick soul wends. Away from city insanity Cleansing air purifies, Cleaning out these smoky eyes, Letting lungs and spirit rise. Clear waters serve to soothe This damaged mind and flesh, Flowing through me to enmesh Its healing salve…

  • Illusion Of Privilege

    Illusion Of Privilege

    Power: It is a pretty privilege that I can’t afford. This power is a privilege that has authority over me, like a three-dimensional object has authority over a two-dimensional object. Just like a single sheet of paper cannot have secrets from a human.  It is interesting for people to know that they have some power,…

  • Dump Piles

    Dump Piles

    Every sentence is rehearsed. I lie through every verse  I put a needle through my skin  For attention I was deprived as a kid I say I want peace  But I consumed all the peace that used to exist  It lives inside of me  But suffocates my me when the day blinks  I need to…

  • A Note To Your Heart

    A Note To Your Heart

    You will see the stars only on the dimmest of the nights, when the lights are turned off, and you’re far away from the crowds. Maybe that’s what I want to become too. Not someone who needs to be seen by everyone. Not someone who constantly explains where they are, what they’re doing, or what…

  • San Fran Wandering    

    San Fran Wandering    

     January 3rd, 2023 Dearest Journal, Today, unlike other days, I will narrate my day in the third person. Anyway, let’s get started! E woke in her bed, exhausted from the day before. She shouldn’t have stayed up the previous night because now she was completely drained of all energy. E lay in bed for an…

  • Would You Take The Risk If No One Could See You Fail?

    Would You Take The Risk If No One Could See You Fail?

    If you asked most people why they never pursued something they’ve always dreamed of, they’d probably say it didn’t fit into their life plan. They didn’t have time.It was too risky.It didn’t make sense.It would disrupt their carefully constructed routine.Too expensive. Too far. Too difficult. But what they probably wouldn’t admit out loud is that…

  • Corinne’s New Best Friend

    Corinne’s New Best Friend

    It was a rainy morning in early September as Corinne curled up on the couch under a cozy blanket, her new cat, Olive, in her lap, reading one of her favorite books. Corinne had just gotten Olive a week ago, and ever since then, she had become her new best friend. Corinne adopted Olive from…

  • Reading Prep: 21 Years Later

    Reading Prep: 21 Years Later

    There’s something about August and early September that always screams back-to-school season. With that, I love reading books like Gossip Girl or The Academy by Elin Hilderbrand, which brings me to Prep. It was the perfect back-to-school-season pickup this year, although I technically finished it in late July while on vacation in Florida. It still…

  • Aging Is Not For Sissies

    Aging Is Not For Sissies

    They say that growing old is not for sissies. Here’s another saying. It’s from a woman in my book group: “Aging is a bitch!” And I saw this next one on a mug in a gift shop: “Life’s a bitch, and then you die.” Aging, however we view it, is inevitable, but if we accept…

  • Home

    Home

    As he picked the cucumber from the salad we ordered and placed it on my plate, I knew he was my home. He always noticed the little things I did, the things I liked, the things I didn’t. And somehow, without me asking, he was always finding ways to make my life a little easier.…

  • My Favorite Part Of September

    My Favorite Part Of September

    September has always meant a change of season, cooler nights, softer skies, and the feeling that something new is beginning. But now, September means something more to me, because it gave this world you, Joseph. You came into my life and somehow made ordinary days feel different. Your smile became one of my favorite sights,…

  • The Bread Man

    The Bread Man

    After the fifth tap of her snooze button, Sophia finally rolled out of bed. Since she lived above her shop, it took her no time to get downstairs. Sophia bought the small building 4 years ago from her Uncle Stuart for a steal. He helped turn his law office into the Sweet Whisk Bakery. They…