Here.

My arms are fire and my head is set free. I close my eyes and I ask, one question becomes a thousand, and I am back at square one. No real answers. But then I sense the flame and it pushes me face first inward, into my deepest fears. The memories, the inadequacies, the needs …

Wishing Words

I wish I could write better stories, ones that would sway you into that parallel world of meaning, of clear beginnings and rightful ends. I wish I could provide you with mental images of severe beauty, the kind that moves your entire being, yet still manages to anchor you in an aesthetic serenity. I could …

Gloriously 

Story upon story, my mind plays and skips across roads and thoughts less traveled. But then again, the roads I have travelled keep on teaching me, grilling my stamina and testing my willingness to accept the gloriousness of being so small in such a brilliantly huge world. My heart is heavy sometimes, and my choking …

Sprint for Normalcy

My fingers approach these letters timidly as they have not touched them in quite a long time. My hand twitches as it points towards the words it has chosen to create. My mind stretches and it's rusty limbs crack as out of shape thoughts put on their running shoes. Not much meaning can be made …