a. Sometimes when I see lights, I see burning flame. People are synonymous with exit signs, And I keep searching for a way out of the fire. b. we're all just different points on a map, reaching for something or someone. we build train tracks between human connections take cars to people, in hopes of … Continue reading a short collection of poems and prose.
this is one of the hardest posts so far for me to talk about; but as i sit here crying my eyes out over feelings ive held in for months... its about time i process my thoughts the only way I know how. through quick, messy, unfiltered writing. more than anything, i pride myself on … Continue reading loneliness is a lot like climbing a mountain.
I raised a coffee cup to my mouth but when I sipped, a blue bird flew out. Its feathers rang songs of the sea as it flew--a smell of sea salt and cigarette ash swam in the air. For years since we stopped having our morning coffee, all I could see was blue. The world … Continue reading short fiction story: im sitting in a cafe and my coffee cup looks depressed.
"the peopled world was a constant clash." is a quote that repeats on a mix tape in my mind. how is it that the entire universe, the way the trees sway with the wind, the way the fox chases the rabbit, how street lights brighten under dark skies--it all makes an overwhelming amount of … Continue reading first week of college from an autistic
making a list and checking it twice, ten, twenty times over. heres a glimpse into the journey of autistic adulthood. a journey i am barely beginning and quickly learning how intense, and unprepared i really am for it. and some autistic tips to help others in my figurative mind-shoes get the respite and coping skills … Continue reading autism and adulthood: some coping suggestions!
i knew exactly what i wanted this post to be about but i couldn't think of a title. then, i was walking through Walmart and saw a title of a movie called "something's gotta give". personally, the movie sounded terrible but the title really resonated with me. something's always gotta give in this world, make … Continue reading something’s gotta give
in exactly sixteen days, it will be two thousand and eighteen. and as someone who either mind maps into the future or journeys into the past, the idea of time is equally amusing and fearful to me. looking back at this year, i have achieved so much, changed so much, and failed so much. and … Continue reading two thousand eighteen