love

  • The Paradox Of Freedom

    Grieving a broken marriage, even one that hurt you, is a paradox few understand. You can feel relief and heartbreak in the same breath. The mind says, “You’re free now,” while the heart whispers, “But I built my life around someone who never truly saw me.” The grief isn’t just for the person — it’s… Read more

  • The Truth About Sex

    No one told me the truth about sex before I had a lot of sex… Not the kind of truth that slides into schoolbooks or locker room talk or gets whispered at sleepovers under half-drunk breath. I had to live it. I had to wake up in someone’s bed with my soul scraped thin and… Read more

  • Nose To Nose

    Nose to nose, here we layYour body against mine With darkness all around usI make a deal with time. Give me one more momentTo stop and soak you in. Knowing time, it’s fleetingFor see, that’s just the thing – This time I have, it’s borrowedIt was never mine to keep My lips, they move to… Read more

  • What if I

    What if I kiss all the spots you taught yourself to hate? What if I placed my hands on them and left them still, long enough for my heat to join yours and you to forget there was ever air between our skin? What if I love all you loathe and what if I spend… Read more

  • How To Love A Hippie

    To love a hippie is to take a walk into a soul’s garden and stop to smell the flowers. It’s early morning sunshine stretching across a bed tangled with “I love you’s” and the soft gasps of dreams. To love a hippie is to escape from the mundane into a world that is magical—seeing the… Read more