Waking

In the past month or so of this blog’s hibernation, I have suffered writers’ block, too little sleep, coffee intoxication, bad grades, and general tiredness. I have rejoiced over sleep on the weekends, coffee waking me up in the mornings, good grades, and general me-ness. It’s quite a struggle, yeah? I’ve matured a bit. At […]

The Project

She bit her lip, not because she was shy, but because that was what shy people did. Her character—the painstakingly crafted project that she would live through until the end—smiled reassuringly. “I totally get what you mean,” the project said with a nod and the understanding smile that Gatsby used. The others relaxed. The project […]

Late Summer Rain

It’s not the same. To compare, this would be the ghost of what was. We hold onto the past in this desperate hope that something will culminate from the abandons from within ourselves, despite the tide of realization that crashes in the corners of our minds. It is constant—reminding us of how this is going […]

Try

Perhaps the greatest tragedy of their relationship was that they wanted so desperately to try. Perhaps the beautiful part was that they thought about each other and wanted to say fluffy phrases to the other but because they knew falling apart was inevitable, they both stopped themselves each time they wanted to say something deeper. […]

Summer Universe

“Look at the stars,” he said softly. The words trickled over her the way raindrops chased each other down a window pane. She turned over in the grass, hearing the dry grass crackle under her like fireworks. “Take him and cut him out in little stars, / And he will make the face of heaven […]