The tea on grief: I hate living now that my boyfriend is dead

I don’t write much anymore. Even before my boyfriend died, before his liver failure, before he and I even dated, … More

Holding onto hope

If you have depression, or any other mental illness (or honestly even suffer from the “human condition”), then you know … More

“A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes” Late in the night, with tired eyes, Florence … More

I’ve never been much of a nature girl. My idea of nature is Central Park—that quintessential manmade hybrid of natural … More

I’m at the point in my life where it’s nearing time for an exorcism. I have some demons haunting me, … More

My blog started off, in its earliest stages, as a place to post my poetry. As it continued to evolve, … More

Sometimes while I’m running, I have to look over my shoulder. That paranoia crawls up my body. It’s like a … More

True Life: I’m obsessed with Lily Allen. Seriously, she is so cool. Lily Allen’s music is ironic, witty, and hilarious. … More

Today, March 8th, is International Women’s Day. I’ve been meaning to write this post for a while, and I decided … More

As writers, we often come across people who don’t “get it.” I’ve written poems to the people who don’t understand … More