Eventually you have to be unafraid of yourself and who you’re becoming. To embrace the signs of life stirring within, showing that a...

Sometimes I'm living my life in a rearview mirror. There are so many moments here and now I should be living for. Soaking in. Because...

You couldn’t give me shelter when a hurricane crumbled in with gusts irate enough to send solid bones trembling. Yet stoic you stood...

Day 14 Week Two Check-in Week two finds me playing a lot of catch up once again. Weekends seem to steal my writing time. I’m about...

So, due to last year being overwhelming with the divorce, I did not participate in Nanowrimo last year, after three consecutive years of...

A long way from the truth is where you stranded me, like snake skin left in dirt, bitter words from fatal fangs. Thought your poison...

Dear Chester; I’ll never tell him how much I cried that day. How, as he pulled out of the driveway and disappeared, I collapsed, a...

Twenty-nine isn’t old. But on the odd rainy spring night when I get home from work, I sit back in my favourite orange chair with a...

Adoration of you renders me terrified. I don’t know how you see so deeply, so sharply, these fragments, this patchwork. Me and my smart...

Pages keep turning. Every light of a cigarette. Every drop of vodka at the bottom of a glass. Slipping over ice precariously yet...

I found myself staring into something terrifying today. At the bottom of the barrel. Scraping the fragments of my dating pool on a free...

Two shattered goodbyes later where the word was never really said. Piles of boxes by the door, a strong drink and a cigarette, A yearning...

I want to run until wildflowers meet the horizon, a mere silhouette, shaking hands, terrified of starting over out where gypsies roam,...

Outrunning memories, barreling down back roads, past Alberta fields barren. Speed; adrenaline; hammer down. Something endless ahead,...

I am not broken. Rejection doesn’t make me unlovable. I am done living for a dream. It’s time to love me. I am a fucking lotus flower,...

Some things are simply meant to be. That doesn’t make it any easier to endure and let go. Some days are too long and some nights are too...

They call it “butterflies” when you fall in love for a reason. When it all ends, it is what gets released into the world to move on. Like...

Crumbling bricks of this fortress after all these years. Let them crash around me, crawling in ashes, fighting for myself when the ghost...

Sometimes the pieces fall into place in a moment so minuscule, it passes right by. For me, it was a night so clear, the stars were...

My apologies for seemingly abandoning my blog posts. I am a terrible blogger, apparently. About a month ago, I decided to finally combat...