There are so many times I wish that I could conquer inertia. I have come to realize that I am a fearful person. On the surface, I am still, as a lake. On the inside, I am a storm. A hurricane. For more than a decade, I have wanted to write a story in theContinue reading “Inertia”
Category Archives: Prose
What Makes You Nervous?
everything.meeting you.knowing you.loving you.leaving you.wanting to write. needing to write. writing. not writing.crawling. walking. running. flying. falling. crashing. burning. rising.being.me.nothing.
The Sea
Sometimes I long to belong to the sea, to be a vast, meaningful nothingness… that’s loved by a shore. I run away most times from no one but me, to be with the breeze, to be alone with the storm inside me. My smile has become a mask for a pain that has no face.Continue reading “The Sea”
Hell
Your eyes pull out light from my dark soul, and every moment with you transcends transcendental memories. Your love has been my heaven. Holding me closely in your arms, our heartbeats remind me that God exists. I wonder if you are human or an angel and ask if this is what immortality feels like. YouContinue reading “Hell”