Finding me

“I would’ve thought you are a writer.” I don’t know what it is that the girl in the chocolate store in Belgium saw in me, but it was more than I had ever seen in myself. She saw my truth, she saw me for who I was. Writing has been my singular truth long since […]

Beyond Words

I hesitate to write, it’s a new feeling. My mind is blank, or maybe too cluttered? There is no prompt today, there hasn’t been for a while. I’ve been avoiding it. I shy away from words, I don’t know my story yet. Excuse. It’s the end I am mistaking it for, forgetting there will be […]