I don’t feel creative

I don’t feel creative and yet here I am writing this. It’s because I want so much to feel creative. I want to feel that spark, the adrenaline, the drive, the want to create and feel something and yet I feel like a broken pencil tip, a dull razor blade, because I don’t feel anything at all ....more


I have too many questions and no answers; that’s what life is about. I remember sitting in elementary school in the fifth grade, quietly raising my hand hoping that I would get called on, because I knew I had the right answer. It was devasting when Mrs ....more

When Thoughts Fly

My thoughts fly. 57. Coffee ....more

Free floating

Free floating, heart racing Trying to make it through this one minute Knowing there will be many more minutes, seconds, hours, days and years or something along those lines and I’m hungry but for the wrong emotions I can’t be right today or is it today? I’m not sure if it’s today or tomorrow or Friday or Tuesday. It’s Monday, and I know it ....more


I don’t like to weigh myself because numbers are depressing. When I was in high school I ranged from weighing 110 lbs to 120 lbs. I was super skinny ....more


I talk to you in my dreams. You’re here with me. We sit down in two armchairs across from each other ....more

Scrambled Eggs

My mind is scrambled eggs. I just ate poutine. I have too much going on and I can’t keep up with everything ....more

I see me

I defined my significance by how much you noticed me, when in fact I am here regardless. I scream and I can hear myself even if you’re holding your ears. Nothing will change unless you let go and look me in the eyes ....more


I have this spark and nobody can take it away from me. I’m a writer, it’s what I do. It doesn’t matter if anyone acknowledges my talent, because I know that I can write ....more

Are you listening?

Are you listening? I find that I say things and people don’t listen to me. I don’t know if this is a recent phenomenon or cultural one ....more