It’s not the college I remember touring, But that’s what life is, hardly boring. I’ve learned how to change, In a world so strange. Read on
Poetry / all
Dear You, I’m proud of you sis. Yes, you. Look at you, picking yourself up from being pricked and bruised by thorns, and rising above the agony and becoming the… Read on
Blinded By Devotion The nagging calls my name, in my mind the twisted voice grows louder, I’m forced to answer. I fell prey to it’s empty words once again. My… Read on
I arrived on this campus, Eager to learn, a blank canvas. I hoped we would last at least a week, The future unknown, looking bleak. Little did I know, With… Read on
"Last summer, when the pandemic was settling in as a fact of life, I spent a lot of time thinking about how it isolates us." Read on
I ponder the changes that have flooded my world - and all of our world - since last February, and wonder if I’ll be ready for whatever is coming next. Read on
