Imagine this. It's a little past 11 at night, and you're still living with your parents. You were in a dorm half a year ago, but you had to move back in and it’s Whatever, it's Fine. Your phone buzzes...

nothing – there is nothing there is nothing there is nothing. There should be something. Anything. The tumors in my grandmother’s brain the size of grapes. They moan like animals before they die....

I wish my father had never loved horses. I wish he had never taught me how to love horses. When I look at a horse, instead of thinking of its beauty or the urge I have to ride it bareback, I just think...

To the little ones I love,  I wanted to write you a Baldwinian letter, but I am not James Baldwin. I am not that lyrical or experienced with words. You probably do not even know who Baldwin is at your...

I have to let it go, I thought to myself. I plop myself down onto the bed and bury my face into the pillow. I feel a second weight upon the bed as I realize my boyfriend has followed me into the bedroom. “Go...

Yellow rose bush standing tall and looking well, You have many stories you could tell. Some stories of sorrow you might whisper, While the stories of joy you will yell.   Since your...

In the early hours, X lay awake, Wondering how long a better life would take. Even though his heart would ache, He prayed continuously, for his own sake. It seemed no one could relate.   Day...

Little boats are not supposed to hold glass screens that reflect an atmosphere of shifting humors but I sit and stare at a little glass square that cannot hold the moon with silver dust and then nothing...

Color devoid from vision White glares, relentless Sentiments cease to flow   Creativity exiled in the vast expanses of the maze that the tissue inside my head became so long...

I wondered when I would be opened, when my letters would be renewed. And my thoughts often wondered to a dark place, where there were no bounds, no borders, no grounds, where there are pictures...

Red tastes like fire. Gray sounds raspy. Green feels smooth. Purple smells like feet. But blue, blue just looks blue.   We can see colors but we cannot taste them. We can see...