Sometimes it hits harder than you expect. That familiar feeling of shame. Of incompetence and sadness. Of confusion and feeling…
Honey and the Moon
The morning sun was seeping through the flimsy maroon curtains; his watch alarm was beeping in the typical, slightly pestering, tone; a…
Receptive and Reflective
The turning of the month and the approach of spring symbolize a new beginning. The approach of spring nestles it’s earthy…
The Proclivity to Run
A warm and rough coconut nestled between her hands as the hammock cradled her lithe yet bountiful form. Her skin…
Unwinding in Brooklyn
It may seem like an ill-placed intention to go out of my way to relax and find solace in Brooklyn for a…
