This is a poem inspired by anyone who writes and why they are the way they are. Sometimes they’re a bit different, and that’s okay, even if people don’t understand why. There’s something about the girl who writes. She sees but rarely speaks. She thinks but rarely acts. She pours her thoughts out onto
This poem was inspired by a quote from one of my favorite books. In the novel “I’ll Give You the Sun” by Jandy Nelson (highly recommend that book, by the way) one of the characters states- “It’s okay to be addicted to beauty”. This really resonated with me, because it’s true on so many levels.
Since moving back to the town where I spent my elementary school days, I’ve been feeling a constant sense of nostalgia. I find myself thinking about who I used to be, which leads me to look back on the little things that used to matter to me. And then I realized, that in some way,
This is a poem about something I’ve been trying to understand for a long time. Disappointment is a part of life, and often times it gets overlooked and treated like it’s an invalid, childish emotion. It shouldn’t be that way. I’ve been called a cynic for a long time. For a while, I didn’t know
There is a Japanese legend that folding a thousand origami cranes will allow you to make a wish and have it come true. This a poem about trying to earn that wish and not giving up even when it does not seem to be granted. It still matters, even though it may not seem to.