Remember not to compare yourself to strangers on the internet.
Remember not to let the numbers—of likes, of followers, of zeros on a check—make you feel like you are less than, because you are not. You are absolutely enough.
Remember that J.K. Rowling used to be a single mother, depressed and trying to survive on welfare benefits, while the Harry Potter series was rejected by 12 different publishers.
“There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn’t matter anymore.”
—Laurie Halse Anderson— Continue reading “Reminders”
You were fire,
Your flames lashing out,
Reveling in the shrieks and shouts.
I was darkness,
Continue reading “[Poetry] Burn”
A pulsing black hole,
Feeding on the flickers of my soul.
He only had time to grab his son and run. Together, they ran with the clothes on their back and their photo identification cards stuffed hastily in his pocket. They didn’t even have time to say goodbye.
Then again, there wasn’t much to say goodbye to. Behind them was fire, merciless and consuming, devouring each house like a starving dragon. Behind them were bodies, riddled with bullets, each hole dripping bloody dreams and hopes. Behind them were the graves of his wife and daughter, the screams of their last moments forever playing in his ears like a broken record.
Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Home”
It’s already been three weeks, but I swear I can still feel you kicking inside me. The doctor said writing in a journal would help, but it doesn’t. It doesn’t help knowing my own body rejected you.
The doctor said it was a tragic accident, but there are no accidents. The doctor said time would make it easier, but that’s a lie too. Continue reading “[Poetry] Day 21”
It was the strangest group of mourners to attend any funeral, and the vast crowd only grew steadily larger as more people arrived to pay their respects. Each mourner had the same somber air about them, but while some wore traditional black suits and dresses, others were in specifically chosen costumes. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] Excelsior!”
Let Dreams grow,
For like life,
They flourish with care
And decay with strife.
Fuel them with Hope
You’ll never be lost,
At whatever cost,
Continue reading “[Poetry] Let Dreams Grow”
I didn’t expect to walk into the lobby of a historic museum. Carved into the panels of the domed ceiling were statues of angels, wings unfurled, towering above as if they were guarding the building. A circular desk flanked by golden pillars stood at the center of the room. Sitting at the desk was a beautiful woman smiling serenely at me. Continue reading “[Flash Fiction] The Gates”
“Paku, get your big butt off the floor and let’s go!”
“No.” The 1,000-pound polar bear laid on the ice cap, his wet snout resting on his front paws.
“I’m warning you, if you don’t move willingly, I’m going to use force.”
Paku opened one dark brown eye, scanned my 5’1″ petite frame, and let out a derisive snort. Frustrated, I kicked one of his hind legs.
Continue reading “[Short Story] Paku The Polar Bear”
She’s mad at me for leaving our home,
She said I had promised to never leave her alone,
But baby, life happens, and when it does,
Have to take a deep breath and trudge, trudge, trudge.
She cursed at me, the picture in the frame,
She spent nights awake, weeping with the rain,
Continue reading “[Poetry] My Baby’s Mad At Me”