Everything feels like forever twice a month And I miss the days when I wished I'd grow up And I try not to cry when I miss it too much...

Why do I feel prettier when I cry? Maybe because emotion and feeling it deeply is beautiful. The rosy complexion and messy mascara,...

Being in your twenties is sitting in your first adult apartment with shitty wall décor and $5 wine. It’s either panic or great change and...

I always get too much of what I want And I'm too cool to call the people I love Cause I want too badly to be depend on no one I always...

*I wrote this nonfiction piece almost 4 years ago at the beginning of college, and it's interesting to look back and reflect on as I near...

After our bodies became one, skin and bone meshed together, gnashing like our words comparing favorite fictional characters and musical...

He tells me he sees a future with me. I hold the world in my arms and the stars at my feet; he’s hungry for more, waiting for another...

I grew up watching The Bachelor with my mom, with many other American housewives. We’d curl up on deflated couches and she’d stand in...

This past week, I attempted undergoing some serious changes in my social life. I (mostly) gave up social media, and (somewhat) traded in...

“it’s MY body.” i want to scream, but my mouth— rife with political trauma and defeated cries— is shut, voice muffled, heart heavy. do...

By the end of college, most 21-year-olds have dating experience that leads to the heartbreaking catastrophe in which they break up with...

There was a certain calmness within the water. The shadowy pool was helping him mask his secret, water engulfing the energy lurking...

Take me to a place Where the sky is like your eyes And the clouds hold me like you Take me to a place Where the sea is like your lips And...

Danced with you at an apartment party You wanted her to be jealous of me Later in the night you're talking To the girl I thought I could...

There are 30,833 Starbucks stores in 80 countries around the world, many of which exchange tired pedestrians, teachers, and students...

July 2019 “How do I even shop for this? What do they wear in the south?” I pondered, pausing. “And when did you buy dresses for this...

In my friend's eyes I can see stars of pain masked by going to bars. She used to write music and sing songs to crushes that owed her...

I found myself falling in love with the way words fell out of your mouth. The way you slipped your feet into boots, focusing on the floor...

Here's a collaborative sestina my creative writing class wrote with me. I started and finished it with a few lines and edited their work...

How you choose to leave always says more; like goodbye waves and words pack up a past, saying goodbye can open or close a door. A hug...