starry starry night

starry starry night She covered her head with her hoodie and rushed past them, the dam of her emotions bursting and overflowing into glistening drops falling fast down her cheeks. A blast of cold air shocked their lungs and stung their faces as the door slammed shut, and then all was silent inside. But outside… Continue reading starry starry night

perhaps i found the lost piece of every dreamer’s soul

10/13/19 the moon the moon the moon - she's gorgeous, gorgeous tonight. she caught my eye as i was driving home; sitting in the backseat with my knees pushed up against the chair in front of me; and she held them in her spell the rest of the way home. she was hidden at first… Continue reading perhaps i found the lost piece of every dreamer’s soul

tell me something beautiful

You're feeling that ice coldForgetting the good thingsCaught up in the problemsPlease stop complaining yes, my throat and ears are feeling ice cold, sickly, ringing with an empty, dull pain. large purple shadows hang under my eyes and my lower lip is limp and swollen. there is no light in my room, besides what is… Continue reading tell me something beautiful

//binder covers//

after two years of stuffing my latin handouts into my backpack and losing them just in time for the next class, i succumbed to organization (or rather overcame my laziness) and decided to get myself a binder. i came home from office depot with a clean, fresh, sparkling new one under my arm but the… Continue reading //binder covers//

unity

every day this week the waves have crept stealthily close to the front lines of families sitting unawares underneath umbrellas, hoping to catch amateur-beachers by surprise and wipe out their colorful and sadly unfortified establishments. seasoned families including our little tribe pile all of our belongings onto chairs and strollers, and build trenches in front… Continue reading unity

one last salute: a sketch

we ordered root beer at the drive-through but the liquid that I am intermittently sipping tastes of bubblegum coke. everything has a special flavor, however, when you're driving down a highway with a car full of people you love, heading away from home and into the last salute to the summer of '19. one final… Continue reading one last salute: a sketch

trees

he was only 17 when he wrote this, a lonely cry to God that he recorded and produced himself in his parent's basement. over 10 years later, this song has been on 3 albums, has ended hundreds of shows, and continues to inspire and impact millions upon millions of people. just listen, and maybe it… Continue reading trees

divinely inspired doodles

while school has another month before it decides to hit millions of children on the back of their heads like sledgehammers, my doodles have had another occasion besides chemistry class to flourish. i had the opportunity to attend a beautiful retreat a couple of weeks ago which served to strengthen my faith and create some… Continue reading divinely inspired doodles