sometimes, it feels as though I’m melting spreading into lather-like substance losing firmness consistency breaking apart, slowly- irrevocably a withered fern losing its light other times, melting… Read more “-breaking apart”
there are few things sweeter than the moments we give to our selves. the solace of meditative silence deeper breaths longer baths and slowly slowly preparing meals… Read more “the sweet solace of the moments we give to our selves”
I thought I was better ‘til I put my fingers to the fire saw them burn but did not feel a thing -numb Featured Image: original… Read more “the unfeeling”
I hate when you say you love me or miss me I gave up on you after the countless times you pushed away my outstretched hands I… Read more “-the unsent letter”
on body positivity- a critique of the notion of the totality of body-positivity.
an essay and some poetry on love, self-love and singlehood
TW: Eating Disorder
An essay in prose and verse format on travelling and depression.
on the balance of light and darkness
of healing and overcoming