Posted on July 30, 2011 at 11:24pm 2 Comments 2 Likes
It takes one person to save another's life. Listen. Pick up the phone. Show them that they are loved.
You Make Me Feel Less Alone
His hands are smooth,
uncalloused,
as they touch my skin.
At the beginning of each
of my phalanges
lay thick calluses.
My thumbs,
and sometimes index fingers,
are torn up
and bleed from picking.
I can’t stop.
I’ve tried so many…
ContinuePosted on February 9, 2011 at 1:30am 0 Comments 0 Likes
I started writing this last night at 4 A.M. I have no clue where it's going, but I am super excited to find out! It is written in verse. I've been doing that a lot lately. Maybe it will merge to be a collection of verse stories- who knows.
I can’t remember when
and if I ever had anything
worth anything at all.
Always sacrificing myself
for the wrong thing.
Always too far
in between.
Always too far away
from where I…
ContinuePosted on January 2, 2011 at 10:04pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
"Featherweight" is a new verse novel that I'm working on this month. I would love feedback. Thanks guys!
FEATHERWEIGHT…
ContinuePosted on December 24, 2010 at 4:58pm 0 Comments 0 Likes
Am I sitting
in a lucid dream?
Tales of
wanted reality
dancing in the
distance.
Hands I wish
would brush mine,
seeming to
encircle
my fingertips
without asking.
So far away,
so far away,
so far away.
So real,
so real,
so real.
Torture.
Knowing
that it can’t
happen.
Torture.
Knowing
he…
-I am twenty-one years old.
-My passions are Egyptology & writing.
-I have been writing since I could pick up a pencil.
-I am kind of obsessed with ancient Egyptian poetry.
-My life is etched into my skin.
-I am a daughter, sister and best friend.
-And I live out of my suitcase.

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