In the Sunroom with Aliyah

There’s something deeply destabilizing in burnout. It’s like you’ve hollowed out, and your memory of you feels faded. You go through your days feeling like a witness to your own life, instead of the body living it. You aren’t you, or at least you don’t feel like you, what even is “You?” The word “me” feels like a whisper from someone far away, and you just can’t seem to find your way back. I call...

You know those early days when your little body held big anger? I just knew I was vengeful for something incredibly offensive - Dala laughed at me, But it wasn’t even funny. Let’s see if he’ll laugh at this - I walked up to him and turned around Pushed my buttocks out And I squeezed I squeezed with all my might And when I felt a pop I knew I was successful Laughter couldn’t keep itself in this bod...

From a young age, the seas surrounded me, Never really in sight but its presence drifted over the people It’s breeze brushed against our tongues, pulling words like Irie and Godbless Yes, the people of the sun - Where mother nature held us but allowed us to know her in her anger Childhood enveloped my years with yellow butterflies and gravel roads Evergreen trees danced with the rain and stood in...

You know those early days when your little body held big anger? I just knew I was vengeful for something incredibly offensive - Dala laughed at me, But it wasn’t even funny. Let’s see if he’ll laugh at this - I walked up to him and turned around Pushed my buttocks out And I squeezed I squeezed with all my might And when I felt a pop I knew I was successful Laughter couldn’t keep itself in this bod...

From a young age, the seas surrounded me, Never really in sight but its presence drifted over the people It’s breeze brushed against our tongues, pulling words like Irie and Godbless Yes, the people of the sun - Where mother nature held us but allowed us to know her in her anger Childhood enveloped my years with yellow butterflies and gravel roads Evergreen trees danced with the rain and stood in...

It’s been a week now since I’ve written this. I wanted to say hi

We held hands and tiptoed into the kitchen tiny giggles and "shhhh" bounced around in hushed tones We cut ourselves another slice of the cake in the fridge It was covered but perfectly accessible This time we cut a tiny bit bigger. They'll never know And they didn't. We told them years later A sweet mix into a nostalgic conversation "Hurry up before Mom catches you." "Grandma won't catch me" I sai...

Butterfly Cocoons I spin from silk I love to spend days in my mind with  you Crafting the feel of your fingertips  against my skin And the smile that pulls sorrow from mine  Unravel me like an infinite thread and  combine the comfort of our joined tomorrows I close my eyes and you are more real  than ever before My lids become heavy with the weight  of something I can’t hold See I am an artist,  a...