If wonder is the key to finding ourselves, Than loss of wonder is the key to conformity. If we resign to someone else’s idea of wonder, Do we resign our humanity in the process? Are we so lost in searching for answers, That we forget to wonder for ourselves? We often overlook the beauty ofContinue reading “Wonder”


Our lost loves are laced with traces of what used to be. Smells, places, sounds, feelings, their touch– All memories tainted and poisoned by adolescent fantasies, Wishing for the comfort of a disillusioned past, Forcing the remnants of our loved to rescind into the darkest depths of our heart. Good intentions are never really enough,Continue reading “Shattered|Scattered|Pieces”

Holding on to the Idea of You: Promises and Protection

She left Him when He needed Her most. Getting His hopes up, Dreaming about what it might be like To have someone stick by His side, Despite how fucked up He is. He let Her in, and put everything on the line, Only to end up betrayed; Worst of all, He trusted Her with everyContinue reading “Holding on to the Idea of You: Promises and Protection”

Millennial Schlemiel

“Good morning!”she says with a soft but detached smile–one that has clearly been rehearsed for this precise occasion. “Good, thanks! How are you?” He replies. I can’t believe I just said that to my boss… what was I thinking?–a frequently reoccurring thought. Later, that same day, a couple of guests arrive for a meeting. He greets them withContinue reading “Millennial Schlemiel”