It feels the way rocks must feel when waves crash and brush against them, only to retreat or when you're threading a needle, never quite making it through But still hoping each time that this will be the time where it finally happens and for once you won't long or yearn instead it'll feel the… Continue reading It Feels the Way…
We are different people around different people I wonder who you are with her, with him, with them does your voice change? do you laugh differently? What words do you say around them that you don't around me? but mostly I wonder Do you like who you are with me?
You have held me up right every single time drowned the sound of my tears with your screeching engine and tires reminded me methodically, what my next stop was shown me the rising and setting sun seated me in front of women who, like me, have cried the whole ride reminded me I'm not the… Continue reading The MTA
I attempted to develop a precious roll of black and white film a few months ago and of course I ruined it. I was looking forward to relive this special day that my family and I spent on a boat, by boat I mean ferry. I always get really mean to myself when I ruin… Continue reading Moments in time:B&W
I am currently on the last couple of days before I begin conservatory at the Stella Adler Studio of Acting, I'm not sure if I've mentioned it but I got in! And as scared as I am, I am also as exited. So I've spent the last couple of days developing some film at home!… Continue reading Moments in time
And then I saw you Cold waves Pass over me You were a moment in time A capsule Of who I was That summer a girl Who thought she could love And be loved The pounding in my heart Now a soft knock From the opposite side I lament and accept
To want you is to rush and turn away From the woman with the tarot card set Or like stopping to stare at the poster In front of the shut down movie theater You make me scared of the future of us If the cards are read then what will they say? Should I just… Continue reading Unknown-a poem
He likes the girls who have blonde, sunny hair He likes the girls who throw parties at their parents boat house every weekend The ones who got a car for their high school graduation The ones who look like the girls spread over a boat in Vogue The ones whose mothers let them have sleepovers… Continue reading In the music
Do you believe in signs? As in the universe sending you signs. Part of me does and a part of me usually thinks I read too deeply into natural occurrences. I've written about my restlessness before. I know that my little problem/issue is insignificant compared to the larger fight that people are fighting. My reason… Continue reading signs from the universe
By mossy rocks down the river she lay Beaming sky shined her hair so red Her skin twinkled so white The river so blue Under bright moonlight Ear-splitting screams heard in morning My mother buzzed around dusting What she could find She smoothed out creases On birth certificates Placed diplomas in glossed wood frames… Continue reading Proof
