Drip.

Just like stained doves fluttering in hay fields, I spotted you between clouds and knew even beautiful things  could be misplaced.  So I climbed the single tree in the vast hay field, only to find an abandoned birds nest with it’s eggs shattered. Twigs intertwined  between empty shells that birthed life— or maybe the shells…

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Sit in it | a healing process.

In 2021, I went through a break up that would shift my perception on love for months. We’ve heard about break ups and how they are “a normal part of life” but I didn’t realize the complexity of heartbreaks until I faced it head on. I knew the pain I felt had left a mark…

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me before you : me after you.

As I sit in this room—the room we met, I realize how everything was always the same. It’s the same as how it was before I met you, although now mixed with the familiarity of you, it is still the same. The rhythmic cricket chirps, it’s silent pauses, and the occasional rumble of pipes. It…

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Palms.

I fell hard into rough palms where love was craved and life seemed calm, but fingers aren’t meant to be support systems  so like water this soul slipped through them  with nothing to catch me. I learned, it’s not about feelings it’s about figuring out  the ways we stop growing when our perception caves. It’s…

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Steadfast.

Because the clouds choose   to be pink and blue, I choose to spend this  time only worshipping you. To bask in your creation and marvel at existence since your lovely dedication  is the reason I am. Just as the sky transforms I mold myself to fit your view and promise to stay steadfast  and…

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Even When.

Teach me to seek you even when the world feeds me with empty  promises.  Teach me to love you even when I don’t agree with the plans set out for me. Teach me to worship you even when my burdens sits on my chest weighing  me down. Teach me to trust you even when I…

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Music | Spoken Word

She remembered the tubes.Each pierced into her skin, never had she seen such beautiful masterpieces. She visualized violins. She thought of how her neck would arch to fit into the bow of the violin, as if she and the violin could become one. And her heart beat so perfectly in rhythm you would think it’s…

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