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My longest relationship may have been gay. I’ve always considered myself an ally to the LGBTQ, but never considered myself part of the community. Though I did learn that I was Demiromantic in late 2019, I didn’t consider my quasi-ace/aro connection to be strong enough to claim the title. Afterall, at the end of the
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I’m me, too much Too tense Too intense. Tightly wound ‘til I snap And wind back up again. I’m me, too much Too high Too low. Falling down until I’m up In an upside down world. I’m me, too much Too insane Too sane. Chasing thoughts ‘til I’m lost Inside my own brain. I’m me,
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My partner gets anxious watching Gilmore Girls. Despite the quaint, small-town setting and low-stakes plot, he finds the frequent disagreements and quick-paced quipping to stressful. I, on the other hand, consider the show to be kind of peaceful escapism. In a way, this difference is the perfect summary of our family dynamics; his family makes
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I found the note you leftIn the book I lent you years ago.So long ago now,That I’d forgotten that you had borrowed it at all. I found the note you left,Tucked between the cover and the first page.So long ago now,That the pencil marks have almost faded away. I found the note you left,Back when
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I haven’t written anything since Thanksgiving. In October and November I was doing so well with writing. Even with my insanely busy work schedule and the immense stress it caused, I was getting hundreds, sometimes thousands, of words written each week. I was so focused. All day, my mind was filled with my fantasies, and
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I am in a relationship for the first time in nearly 5 years. I’ve spent most of my adult life casually dating; enjoying the single life and sampling from the menu. The dates were fun, and the people were interesting, but I never felt that “spark” that people talk about when they date. I could
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My novels have been languishing in my drive for years. Everything has been carefully laid out on the page. I know my characters and my setting like the back of my hand. I know their every wish, their every move, and motivation. I have outlined every plot point from beginning to end. But I still
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Everyone I love leaves in the spring. Melting away with the winter snow, Floating away on the wind Like stone fruit flowers. Just as life begins, Something else ends.
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The cold lingers in the air And in my mind, Cloudy as the gray sky. The weight of winter smog Settles in my chest, Causing me to cough in my bed As I long for sleep That cannot cure this fatigue.
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Silence. Muffled, echoing voices singing yuletide songs. Silence. Smothered, trodding footsteps in the light crunch of snow. Silence. Dimmed, crackling flickers of a soft grated flame. Silence. Measured, rhythmic turning of a well worn page. Silence. Hushed, intimate whispers of a loved one’s voice. Silence. Stilled, passing time in the winter frozen world.
Bringing Mae Flowers 