and I wanted to

I dreamt of her two nights in a row. The first night, I saw her leaving a train and our eyes met - I forgot to look away - and her smile melted all the tightness in my chest into warmth. She hugged me and sparkled so brightly that I thought I’d go blind - …

For Better or Worse

by Melech Bialo I don't wanna talk about it. I don't wanna talk about how things can always be worse. Things can also be better. I don't wanna talk about being positive all the time, brushing aside the metaphorical strand of hair that may represent the challenges that are constantly in my face. I don't …

sometimes-poet

i feel like a sometimes-poet. this day happens to to be one of those cloudy ones where all you want to do is roll up your sleeves and mindlessly scroll through your instagram, deleting photos of those moments where you were distinctly unhappy but posted smiles anyway. i'm on a deleting spree and i accidentally …

Parental Dissonance V

"Pursuit of Happiness?" by Neka Barrera “You've decided to live your life a certain way. You're an adult (maybe) and have chosen your way to be, your pursuit of happiness. Your parents are either super supportive, or... Less than. You may not see eye to eye. How has it affected you? Do you feel guilt? …

Can You Keep It?

Unsure if I should tell you what I'm feeling for fear of you spreading my emotions to others passing around my worries sharing it with the rest of the class, while I sit there, face beet red and waiting till I get sent to the principal. not a good enough reason to disrupt the lesson …

An Exercise in Forgiveness

Staring at the tiles Spreadsheets Blinding screens Made brighter by the overwhelming headlights of my own expectation. Sans motivation. How can I earn a vacation when I'm on the brink of humiliation, when my mind is devastation, consumed with creation and elation yet stifled by industrialization. When my eyes think, blink, bending over the sink …

Your Typical Wednesday

Sometimes I just want to Throw my phone in the toilet And roll up the windows Of my car that no longer starts And scream at the top of my lungs Through the open sunroof But I can't Because the tow truck took it away I got $120 for it, a day's pay I gave …

Greenhouse

Surrounded by city smells, gas and fast food, bacon in the mornings, BBQ in the evenings, the noise, cacophony, beating at my ears not remotely near the desperate tapping of the pulse at my throat a tree canopy, startlingly green, marred by the zooming vehicles and the incessant beeping of the deafening, jarring, angry morning …

Letting Go of the Wall

I had a crazy moment the other day. Well, it’s been a seemingly endless string of crazy moments, building up on one another to create this precarious tower that shook and rattled until it came crashing down – that’s what anxiety attacks feel like. You know exactly what’s happening, when it springs up on you. …

Namaste

I have never felt the need for yoga for some Namaste some calculated, deep breathing for some peace and quiet intermixed with Spanish guitar or soulful reggae, more than in this moment. My mind cannot quiet, again. My heart won't slow, again. My eyes flash, throwing mini daggers, even the chatty ones avoid me my …