Scraps of Myself
Sometimes, I look behind and laugh at myselfFor all the foolish acts I had put on.At present, I wish I
Read MoreSometimes, I look behind and laugh at myselfFor all the foolish acts I had put on.At present, I wish I
Read MoreOh, stone carver, listen to me for a moment, that your skills be blessed. Shatter my ignorance so my heart,
Read MoreDon’t Stop Me Don’t stop me, Man, for I want to fly…Let me be myself, for I want skyMy aim
Read MoreWriter’s note: This story is a cocktail of my own lived experience, of observations that spanned my community outreach work
Read MoreTrigger Warning: Death × I still remember the night my father died. The years before were a blur of lavish
Read MoreTrigger warnings: Climate emergency, animal neglect × Roscoe has defiled Doyle’s living room, again. So, Doyle was siphoning resources—not much,
Read MoreTrigger Warnings: Alcohol abuse, family issues, instability × I awoke at the crack of noon. My first order of business
Read MoreThe sand beneath my feet whirls away,sweeping me off in a sway.On the floor, I lay,as my grief is in
Read MoreI was only six months in, working as an apprentice chef at Rocco’s, a family-run catering outfit based in the
Read Morethe wind did not howlbut the door frame is loosevibrated and swayedlike the unhinged rusting tin roofand her anxious heartlike
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