self care

either/or, or some combination thereof

I. I will be a gallery you have never gone to. for hours on end you will gaze at me and I will repeatedly reinvent your idea of beauty. then, one day, I will speak to the ingredients in my paint – to the chemicals I can’t pronounce but am perpetually learning how to useContinue reading “either/or, or some combination thereof”

Here is every mental illness I’ve ever been diagnosed with, as a house.

because some people build homes out of their mental illnesses and I think I used to do that too. Homes are stable. Homes are steady. Homes are seemingly swell reasons not to go outside. This poem is a plea- Hey, no matter how comfortable your house is, please go outside. BIPOLAR is a house with soContinue reading “Here is every mental illness I’ve ever been diagnosed with, as a house.”

for all the honey

I have poured out of half-enjoyed human stories in chipped porcelain China cups held haphazardly in the hands of my history- I am writing a to-do list addressing my limitations. I am seeking to sip longer, to be self-loving, to be good, to be just to just be. to unlearn my fear of kissing flickeringContinue reading “for all the honey”