i wanna be a little girl forever. or at least for a little longer, please. i need more than two months,  at least just one more year, please.   i can’t be grown.  i can’t leave...

there is an unwilling and unwitting amount of  comfort found at the same table as your  siblings once you grow older   once the ages add up and with them the  number of living spaces...

Dress-up is so much fun; Little eyes glittering in the light. Dressing up like dolls, Zipping up our princess dresses And pulling on our fairy wings, Before finally putting on our crowns...

Life gets bolder. The weather gets colder. We grow older. As seniors in high school, the weight of the world seems to rest on our shoulders.   Words grow sharper. Nights get darker. The...

Long gone are those days that required cooking and shop class as standards in my mother's high school years, replaced by the new generation, being forced to choose sooner and sooner what they want to be...

Drip, Drip, Drop My sanity slowly drips from my veins while I lie alone in my room. I look around to see the world moving, double time, as I remain stagnant. Lying was not my own choice though; O’...

I guess it is a little aggravating, or, if I am excreting honesty, a lot aggravating. As the student body resumes the daily class schedule after lunch, the room we presided in has trash left over, spills...

There was happiness in your eyes. It shines true from above your picked flower. Your nose will be pressed too close against the petals, And your cheeks are upturned in a hidden smile.   This...