Every August I Can Remember Was Like A Coming Of Age Movie

january 14, 2025

i will die trying to prove my critics wrong.

april 16, 2025

i am completely fine cleaning up my own mess.

march 1, 2025

i feel like myself again. i don’t know if i should be proud or terrified.

extraordinary acts of wisdom make you brilliant while casual acts of brilliance make you wise

april 9, 2025

i miss you when i wake up, i miss you when im washing my hair, i miss you while i make breakfast, i miss you on the drive to work, i miss you while my boss drones on and on, i miss you while the birds chirp at lunch, i miss you when i get home, i miss you when i shower, i miss you when im in bed because you’re supposed to be there. but you’re not anymore.

april 30, 2025

the woman after me will see my poem engraved in your head, and the scars i left on you from clawing my way out of your wrath. only then will she realize she is far gone.

may 14, 2025

i wrote all day trying to string together a sentence but i simply cannot. there are no words, feelings or colors to describe the pain you cause me.

december 21, 2024

i yell at my mother with her same ruthlessness and out-argue my father with his same logic.

december 2, 2024

i’ve finally figured out what makes my life meaningful. it’s the color of leaves right before they fall, the quiet bliss after a friend leaves, the cool rain falling on my skin as i dance, the warmth of the sun wrapping around my body, and the feeling when a plane just takes off and you feel weightless. these are the things that i live for between grief and love and acceptance.

november 2, 2024

though i am a young, privileged white woman, with nothing to complain of, sobs rack my body for years on end. my picket fence and shaggy dog can’t save me from this ugly world.