“Say What You Will”

Call me introverted,
insecure, and an over thinker

Burdened by my uselessness
And incompetence.
Break my bones in 12 even pieces,
and scatter me all over
the earth.


“Face to Face” : Word Vomit

I turned around slowly, spinning myself on the balls of my feet.

Scritch, scritch.

My battered converse collided with the floor, angry with me for facing my greatest fear: Confrontation.

The man looked away, pretending as if he didn’t know I was talking to him. I watched him look at the sky, then to the street, and finally to the floor where his eyes remained for what felt like hours.

I cleared my throat and gathered up the courage that I had stored away for the past three months to prepare for this moment.