For What I’ve Done, For What I Haven’t—And Everything In Between
If there is any line during prayers that has made me think for quite some time, it is this: In...
Poems
Pride Ruined Everything
I’m sitting here in a room filled with noise .. not the noise of voices, but of memories, echoes, and...
Where the Needle Went
It doesn’t begin with the needle. It begins with the breath you hold without realizing. With a racing heart that’s...
Let The Sea Take Me
Ask me again, would I rather drown in the sea or be left alone in a room with a man...