April Twenty Twenty

Yet again, I’m late on posting this but I’m doing it anyway. April was pretty empty. I continued my dual credit class online, I took a photo every day, and I was able to get my senior portraits done with my favorite photographer from a safe distance. One big thing that happened was my college …

Tears and Flowers

Written in February 2020 And here lay her tears Salty drops of rage and love Falling down her rosy cheeks All she can do is let them fall One day flowers will grow from her pain But for now, they make puddles beneath her feet

Never Again

Originally written in spring of 2018. A girl stands in a meadow with her hands above her head. She’s only nine years old. The scent of oak and moist grass fills her nose. As the wind pulls her hair into a dance. There are no patterns, the strands of hair never repeat the same move …