So soft and sweet and supple in shapes like fruits and candies, that’s what girls are. Their lips coated in shiny gloss that tastes like cherries and skin so creamy and smooth. Soft petals of roses, lilies and daffodils. Tulips, violets and gardenias. Girls are precious, edible packages in all sizes and colors. The curve … More Candy
The night was warm and peaceful. My imagination ran wild to the sounds of the ocean rising and falling, my breath syncing with it’s rhythm. Although I didn’t know him at all I felt safe with my head resting in his lap and our fingers intertwined.I liked the way he told his stories, painting vivid … More crush
Her heart fluttered with the wings of the yellow butterfly dancing through the sky. Eyes wide and full of wonder her feet found themselves following a trail. Away she went after the yellow butterfly out the courtyard, away from prying eyes and into a thick forest trail. The sunshine made the forest bright and inviting, … More Chasing Butterflies
I am the doctor and the patient, self-diagnosing every enigma I contain. The more I uncover the less I understand. I trust no one. Ultimately, I know I’m alone as I’ve always been. I’ve learned the hard way that lovers cannot replace what you weren’t given as a child and heartbreak is only a reflection … More Cold
It can be a beautiful thing to watch the seasons change but time is moving far too quickly now and I can’t keep up. I feel as if I’m on a boat or perhaps a plane that’s going full speed through everything I’d rather stop and soak in. I can’t bare watching as time ticks … More Time
I see you now for what you are and that is small and weak and pitiful. I will always cherish the lessons you taught me and I will always thank you for the strength you gave me. You stripped me of my worth and my dignity and it created the power and the resilience I … More Goodbye
My hair isn’t naturally straight and sleek, it’s frizzy and unruly. My skin isn’t flawless and bright, it’s uneven and scattered with blemishes.My stomach isn’t flat and toned, it’s soft and sticks out a bit after I eat.My boobs are not big and plump, they are small and perky. My ass is not perfectly rounded … More Flaws
Picture a park, any park. Maybe the one you grew up with down the street or the one next to your elementary school. It consists of a vast grassy field with trees scattered here and there in many different shapes and sizes. There is a basketball court that’s rusted all over and the nets torn … More Kruger Park
I’m tired of writing about love. I’m tired of writing about heartache. Somewhere in this naive and wonderlust mind I believed that my words mattered, that they made a difference and they had an impact. I’ve realized I was wrong this past month. Not just about my influence but about a lot of things. I … More It’s not about you anymore
It’s the same dream every night. You come back. You tell me you love me and you’re sorry for leaving me in the dark with demons you know I can’t handle. I run my fingers through your hair and crave those green eyes. I’ve missed you I utter over the lump in my throat. And … More Dreams
