A Letter

I wrote you a letter of words in my head I placed them on paper And kept it under my bed In a box of memories I kept since day one some polaroids, a rose A paper stub from a gambling game I won I card from your brother A card from your mom A […]

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The World, She Weeps

We awake to sunshine on roses Oh but why the World, she weeps? What outlandish cries from devilish eyes attack her while she sleeps? Oh the World, she weeps in shadows and light why must she continue to burn? While terror is winning with Hell’s new beginning It’s she who takes the burden to turn The World, […]

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Flowers in a Polaroid

It wasn’t anything special. A Polaroid of the flowers adorning my kitchen table, the pink carnations budding in the middle of an assortment of shy gold and stark white roses. The sun was stinging their petals from the rising of the earth in the morning, but their stance in the photo seemed calm… blushed and […]

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Shake, Shake, Shake It!

This Christmas, I received some funds to allow me to shop for a few fun things and events I had on my wish list. One item that sat stationary on my wish list since The 1989 Album dropped in 2014 was a polaroid camera (because let’s face it, Tay is the ultimate trendsetter right now). […]

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Word of 2016

Another New Year is in full swing! Every year, I try to pick one word to really focus my thoughts and actions, rather than a long list of resolutions- surely to be lost in my jean pocket by week two and torn to shreds by the dryer after a load of laundry. This year, I […]

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A Good Run

Do you remember the days? When our hearts were so tactile… A broken record hardly plays Today we are so fragile The wind came blowing through once a brick wall so sturdy and tall back when the world was bright and new now we stumble and we fall It’s another storm cloud mascaraed in a ghost […]

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The Mirror

The mirror is alive taking shots in the dark At the lonely girl dressed is white, skin is stark She turns on the light her reflection screams tuck an inch, pinch, pinch, pinch imagining her jeans bursting at the seams Bones hide… all while she digs polished claws scratch skin and blood shines She searches […]

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Less of Me, More of You

It’s been one of those days. Call it a coincidence or call it justified being that this upcoming Thursday marks another much-anticipated Thanksgiving, today I spent a good amount of time being pensive about who I am, who I wish to be, and for what I should always stay grateful.   Sometimes all it takes is a […]

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