• Across the Bed

    On my back sometimes across the bed I lay, answers I search arms spread out, I’m down in defeat as if by doing so, life would change a bit Doesn’t it feel like the most comforting thing? Doesn’t it feel like the ceiling is listening? Maybe baring my soul for the unknown gives me some weird kind of hope? I have more questions than answers but if you do get life, say so.

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    Rain, Rain, Don’t Go Away

    We don’t have to wish it away for it often brings renewed thoughts and stems. Sure it’s already autumn and you’d rather see the leaves fall than rain drops cause frizz and chaos. The streets filled with fast-moving folks searching for shelter for their unadventurous souls. Fire can burn but rain, rain is my friend. There’s no more comforting, inspiring sound or view than the rain on my window pane. It can overwhelm me with homesickness, reminiscence, warmth, motivation, happiness and nostalgia all at once. But it is the best mood setter, long as I don’t have to drive places. Mix it with the sound of an acoustic guitar and,…

  • Your Secret is Safe with Me (But We All Know)

      How many haven’t heard a friend say those words before; in person, over the phone…while on speakerphone? I’ve learned the hard way that the best kept secret is that which never leaves your big mouth. It is extremely likely that your BFF is not my BFF, and if I trust you, it is because you’ve passed the years-long arduous trustworthiness test, and I fully expect you to abide by these unwritten rules of confidentiality. Unfortunately, not everyone will care as much as you about your own privacy. Some people just can’t keep a secret, but we will never find out until the secret is out. It has to happen…

  • Dear Santa: Keep Your Presents

    (Sorry, kids, about the spoil alert.) This year I want nothing but peace and comfort for Syrian refugees. I’ve just about had it with all these stories of horror. Are you tired, too? Or is your heart made of stone? I can’t stand how we helplessly watch so much human suffering and do nothing about. How can we help? I mean, who do you even ask for help? Nope, your god can’t save them either. Borders are stupid, people. Our earth is massive; why be so greedy? There’s room for all. So, keep your presents, Santa. What we need here on Earth is PEACE and love. Yes, a lot of…

  • Autumn Speaks

    To feel your flame fanning my feet. It’s these little moments for which I live. As long as I can do this, it is not so bad that the pages of my calendar have turned to October and the marble floors are a frozen sea. As long as I can do this, let that inevitable cycle go on again and again. ‘Long as I can turn on the heat. Staring into a volcano; getting lost in my thoughts, wishing it didn’t burn to feel you so close. Like the rain, you make me find words in my head very deep. Our chemistry helps me breathe. Here, nothing matters. My Raynaud’s is…

  • Bad-Ass Pope

    Por favor, nunca se avergüencen de sus tradiciones. “Never be ashamed of your traditions/roots.” That was one of Pope Francis’ messages [on immigration] today — one of the many about-time-affirmations he’s made on behalf of the Catholic church. The main roads and bridges are shut down in Philadelphia due to the Papal visit; I can’t go too far on this Saturday night. I turned on the TV and every channel seemed to be broadcasting the event. People, my mom included, are very excited about the Pope coming to town. So, in the end, I ended up joining the hype. The funny thing is that, in case you didn’t know, I’m…