When we can’t let go We look for our past in the tiny aspects of our routines Most of us will not admit to this Because it’s embarrassing to find love Or loss In these odd crevices of our daily … Continue reading
The first love of my life never broke my heart for the first two years. There was always something he was interested in, something he wanted to hear more about, something he wanted to learn better than the parts of … Continue reading
The hardest part about really growing up was realizing that I was ordinary.
My goal has been met. At the beginning of the school year I promised myself that every time a student made me an emotional wreck (because of how powerful their writing is) I would write them a thank you letter. … Continue reading