The Utopian Fantasy
I’ve been procrastinating on writing. The idea that I could be over sharing or pouring out parts of me that seem too vulnerable and feel like I’m setting myself up for pain keeps haunting me. I constantly feel the need to sit down and just pour out my heart, you know, to be vulnerable- not […]
I used to want you so bad, now I want so much more than you that I’m not sure I even want you anymore. Even if I did want you, I’m sure I wouldn’t want what you were, not as you were and probably not how you are now. Grow. I need you in your […]
(These were taken on my phone at Coffee Casa) This is another one of those. I have been battling with publishing this post. It has been seated as a draft for close to three months now. Writing this one has been especially hard because it seems to target […]
I wrote this post on the 15th of November 2017. I did not publish it. Publishing it felt like I was admitting to failure and much as I’d like to think I am fearless, admitting to failure is not something I would readily do. It means that […]
This feeling makes me feel bold Makes me feel special, like two teaspoons of gold Makes me feel wanted, like a jewel a-hold Makes me feel yearned for, in its slavery I’d gladly be sold This feeling makes me want to fly Takes my breath away and makes me sigh Never knew anything, in beauty, […]
When a pianist loses his keys, A designer, her sketch pencils, An addict, his fix Or an add alcoholic his brew. When music looses tune, Or a carpenter his wood. When coal turns white, And the Dead Sea comes alive. When the skies and the land kiss, And scarlet turns blonde, When summers turn cold, […]
The unburnt is the identity of my Law class at Riara Law School. We are comprised of loud, opinionated, diverse, sassy human beings who’s age varies from approaching 30 to barely-in-my-20s. The Chronicles of the Unburnt are random stories on the crazy that is my class. Enjoy ___________________________________________________ I am seated in class. I cannot […]