My heart’s insistence for closure is disgraceful desperation, just a veil for my hunger. The thirst of seeing you, even for a second...

There’s someone who lives alone in a tower by the sea. Every night, they stay awake, quietly tending the light so ships don’t crash in...

When goodbye is truly goodbye There’s a moment in life when we see someone for the last time. We may not recognize it then, but looking...

A portrait of grief In all honesty, I don't know how to carry on, not without you. I stumbled on the road, mid-journey, just to look...

I looked at myself in the mirror, the darkness making my eyes foggy. A strand of my hair—too thin, withering away. I tried to smile, but...

Oh, Nostalgia,  My dear old friend.  There you are, standing down the grocery store aisle, your eyes hovering by the cherries—like they...

How did I feel?  Please ask me once more...  I am not sure how I was supposed to feel. The lines between what we had and what was lost...

The end came swaying with the winds of early November, just before the rains. It arrived capriciously, that I feared I had seen it...

I’m not sure what to call you—are we lovers? Friends?  You have always meant much more to me than I have dared to admit. You hold me in...

Of course, you were not looking for something serious...  Pursed lips and the taste of coffee on your tongue, a broken toothpick between...

Fear was all I had ever known for most of my life, becoming more of a friend than a foe. I knew fear lived inside me, how he drenched me,...

I write to you, for you—these words, in the hope they leave an imprint on your soul.  I am no one, nobody to you. Yet, at times, I wonder...

I don’t know what to tell you now, since I promised you that I will never let you slip away from my heart. But something changed in the...

I’m beginning to believe there’s a shift that happens when souls depart this earth, that maybe their mortality isn’t truly acknowledged...

It’s this love... this love that I see everywhere, all around me. Love, morphing into shapes and curves I cannot name. It’s the kind of...

I closed my eyes and tried to lift my heart back up, as every day it sank lower, threatening to invade my womb. It was a horrid feeling,...

How well can you ever really know someone? Is it possible to fathom the weight of what it is they hide, the depth of the pits in their...

From a writer’s perspective: Handle with care, for this is a fragile affair—do not touch the glass, lest the walls collapse into ruins. I...

It’s 2 A.M Sunday morning, and I am sitting across the room with my friends on the cold floor of my apartment. It seems that time is...

Sometimes, I feel everything at once. Sometimes, I feel nothing at all. There are days when I can hold every emotion with my flimsy...