Authenticity

  • This Beautiful Sadness

    I’m down in the depths of me, today. It feels like sadness, but it is far more powerful than that. This beautiful sadness. It is a sadness I long for, a sadness I crave. It flows through my veins until… Continue reading

  • Darling and Broken

    Darling and broken: spinning a circle of light and dark. Darling is to be all that we wish to be. Broken is to be all that we choose to deny. Darling and broken. Balance. Darling and broken. Human. Continue reading

  • Lonely

    Sometimes I feel lonely. Sometimes, in those moments of quiet, I wish that someone brave and beautiful would find me, and speak to me, and hold me tighter than that. Someone brave enough to see all of me, and feed… Continue reading

  • Life Aches

    Do not look at me and tell me that life does not ache sometimes. Life aches. When life is truly and bravely felt: life aches sometimes. Continue reading

  • Under My Skin

    Speak to me of your sorrow and I will wrap you in a tender tale of my own. How beautiful it will be to feel your soul under my skin. How beautiful it will be to pick up the broken… Continue reading

  • That’s Life

    We are born. And then we die. That’s it. That’s how it works. And so in between we either dance or we sit. That’s life. That’s it. That’s how it works. That’s how it works. Continue reading

  • Let Them Laugh

    ‘Let them laugh!’ they giggled, as they hitched their skirts up and danced with the wind. Continue reading

  • The Demon

    Deep in the guts of humanity lies a secret. The secret of the dark. Peeking through the curtain, always. A demon hiding within. The world sees an angel: ‘Welcome, lovely one. We choose you.’ Meanwhile, the demon cackles on. Continue reading

  • Everything While I’m Alive

    There are days when I fall to my knees. When the wind leaves me hollow, and my tears water the dust. And I say to the ache of life— I feel you. Still, I ask you to stay. Because without… Continue reading

  • Dreaming the Dreams

    Since the beginning of time, the beautiful dreamers have dreamed the dreams for all. Now it is time for all. To dream the dreams for themselves. Continue reading