There exists in me so many versions, “duality” doesn’t seem to cover it. Yet, I guess anything can be broken down into binaries…I am many versions of myself. I am all sorts of confluencing parts & pieces, so often seemingly at odds, by their very nature. I worry I am both too smart and notContinue reading “Discourse on Duality”
Category Archives: existentialism
what doesn’t kill you
Grief is a big feelingthat comfortably stretches out over timeexpanding & contractingunable to be contained She will consume you if you let herthe deep dark cavernous hallsshe’ll show you deep inside The fire burnsbut does she devour inwards or outwardswhat is life without suffering,the perfect partner to pleasure My tears they fall like rainand yetContinue reading “what doesn’t kill you”
hot hot heat
The casual caliente nature that is evoked by the sounds of a Spanish guitarFeeling the soft, sticky hot breeze.A lick of my salty smooth skin. My hips move to the music,the way the leaves sway gently in the wind.I glisten, I glow. A warmth, a devilish nature.I’ve always had this thing inside me;burning passion readyContinue reading “hot hot heat”
reflections on being
I struggle to write the right thing,always concerned with if I sounddeep enough, consumable enoughlike, would I like this if I read it on instagram? Is it relatable enough? Trendy enough?Did I reference the right thing? Do I have the right problems?Or is it just obvious and contrived. Is this my inner critic?Or a glimpseContinue reading “reflections on being”
rust and stardust
All we are is stars & everything in betweenthe whole universe in an atom& here we are walking around made of many. Can you stand on the ledge of everything & feel lucky?Infinite possibilities lie before you.And here you are! Here! Now! Oh how the stars conspireoh how they shine! On my worst days, IContinue reading “rust and stardust”
inescapable waves
Everyone knows that at the depths of despair, grief is all consuming like you’re drowning in the middle of the ocean with out a soul in sight or a harbour to call home, but what about the waves, that come later and later, fewer and farther apart, less of an impact but they’ll knock theContinue reading “inescapable waves”
“suicide” is not a dirty word
Meghan’s interview has got me thinking,reflecting on my own experiences& the human experience. Watching people argue & analyzewhether or not she meant itor is just being dramatic, trying to garner sympathy. I can’t help but see the parallels to my own story.My whole life I’ve been toldmy big feelings make other people uncomfortable. I shouldContinue reading ““suicide” is not a dirty word”
the multiverse theory
People are so concerned with themselvesno one cares how they hurt otherseveryone is too obsessed with their own worldto ever notice anyone elses’. We speak of multiverses as if it’s some sci-fi theoryyet it exists in front of our very eyeseach person lives their own creationyours, slightly different than mine. How much more enriched we’dContinue reading “the multiverse theory”
on mental health
On my good days I am like sunshine extending out to reach the farthest corners. On my bad days I am like fog overwhelming, thick, impossible to navigate through. On my best days I am certain that I am cherished beyond measure that everyone who loves me does so unyieldingly. On my worst days IContinue reading “on mental health”
wildfire girl
She is a wildfire,who doesn’t care who she burns downon her quest to self-destruct. A raging fire can be a beautiful thing,so full of life and yetit so savagely destroys, as well. Her flames burn crimson red and deep ochre,even violent blue, not a solemn blue,though sometimes it may seem so. Sadness can be destructiveContinue reading “wildfire girl”
pretty words for wicked girls 