creative-writing – You're Not Alone

mirror

Content Warning: This piece includes themes of body image that may be triggering to some readers. mirror you’ve been staring into the mirror reflections reducing you into a silhouette every refractive surface threatens to consume your thoughts with images you don’t recognize who you’ve been waiting for them to disappear tried to drown them outContinue reading “mirror”

A “Fire” Sonnet I Wrote Over FaceTime With You

If I could gaze at stars from me to you, The ones in your eyes would still shine brightest. You quench my throbbing heart like none can do; My tempests do not affect you in the slightest. If I could rub two stones together like A child, turning friction to combustion, I would burn aContinue reading “A “Fire” Sonnet I Wrote Over FaceTime With You”

Wedding

Alright, alright, before I start the poem, I know you’re expecting a love poem for Valentine’s Day, which has just passed. But this is not your typical love poem, not in the traditional sense. You’ll see what I mean. Wedding I dreamed of a wedding I called my own— I got married Not to anyoneContinue reading “Wedding”

Mr. Too Much and Miss Not Enough

Once upon a time, there was a ship shared by two friends. Well, they live together and they tolerate each other most of the time. To protect their privacy, let’s call them Mr. Too Much and Miss Not Enough. The ship’s name is Tini. Mr. Too Much lives in the galley of the ship; heContinue reading “Mr. Too Much and Miss Not Enough”

Deck (By: @ratskolnikov_)

I am an ace of hearts… But do I belong in the deck? The kings and queens are ripping apart my sense of belonging behind my back. In the world full of pretty ladies and jacks they always say “I want to be you!” When the night lures them into the bed, the wish isContinue reading “Deck (By: @ratskolnikov_)”

If I Die Young

*This poem is dedicated to Suicide Prevention Month (which is September). If you’re struggling, please don’t be afraid to seek help. Remember that you’re not alone and we love you!* If I Die Young You would have found me like this: gently laid on my side under my purple floral covers in my best pajamas—pinkContinue reading “If I Die Young”

ready, smile

I parade around behind my filter put a smile on my foreign face handpick my perceived personality add a touch of constant confidence to cover the lurking self-consciousness lengthen my success like model legs slim down my mistakes like tiny waists lift my past that’s been holding me back smooth anxiety like premature wrinkles eraseContinue reading “ready, smile”