Guess Who’s Back?

If you guessed me, you’d be right. A year ago I left you all without a goodbye. It wasn’t intentional to bite the dust in that fashion, but life had begun to overtake me (in the best way possible) and something had to give. I’m not big on goodbyes. I’d like to believe there are…

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It Pays to be a Diva

I’m notoriously bad at self-care. I overcommit, I rarely exercise, and I often feel guilty when I have unstructured time to myself. But you know what I’m notoriously good at? Getting enough sleep. When people ask how I manage everything (multiple jobs, classes, extracurriculars) and get 8 hours of sleep each night, I tell them it’s because I…

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Review: Coraline

Names, names, names…The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names.” -Neil Gaiman, Coraline Synopsis: Coraline loves to explore, but when she enters a tiny door in her house and finds a home that is nearly identical to…

The End of Spring Semester

This morning I woke up, pushed aside my curtains and opened my window, and watched five straight hours of Netflix, only breaking for a breakfast of clam chowder and a lunch of banana pancakes. Yes, you read that right. Today's agenda: 1. Get out of bed 2. Take a shower 3. Put on clean PJs Summer…

Zip

  We come together like the teeth of a zipper Interlocking, holding together tight Not identical but aligning There’s nothing more frustrating than breaking a zipper The teeth seem to forget that they ever attached to each other Leaving backpacks and dresses wide open When they should be held together tight This post is part…

You

You love the people that love you But you let them speak without love Let them act without love Let them think without love And now it’s Another night feeling like the worst one. You don’t remember what good nights feel like You don’t remember what it’s like to go to sleep with dry eyes…

Xenophile

He had an overwhelming love for everything foreign Everything unlike him. Their music was better, Their skin color was better, Their despair was better. His American sadness was mediocre, But, oh, in Morocco, His sadness would be extraordinary, Memoir-worthy, even. This post is part of the A-Z Challenge. My theme is April Scribble, which includes microfiction,…