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  • self portrait

    self portrait

    Knowing and choosing the right time to walk away from toxicity is an incredible weight to bear. At times, it renders me immobile and terrified of making a choice too heavy to emotionally handle

  • back and forth

    back and forth

    I once owned a metronome that didn’t function properly. It would work but the rhythm was always slightly out of sync, weighing heavier on one side over the other. Looking back, I must have watched it meditatively because I can still hear the sound it made, clear as day. My mind is a ticking clock.…

  • scion

    scion

    Strong family roots have always played a very important role in my life. As a child, I was always independent, not by choice but out of necessity. My family ties were broken, and she isolated me from everyone at a very  young age, yet treated me as an equal. She gripped me so close that…

  • a beautiful mind

    a beautiful mind

    When I was a child, she told me about a dream she had the night before. The details of her dream I have trouble remembering but the manner in which she told the story I’ve never forgot. And recanting the tale years later, as an adult, invoked a reaction that I had never expected. The…