Poem: So This Is Hunger

so, this must be hunger because after a length of time it became a giddy default after the pain of a clenching stomach migrated to a light-headed mind to mistake emptiness and famine for light and nirvana when it was really just flesh eating flesh. so, this must be hunger because naming a thing gave … Continue reading Poem: So This Is Hunger

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Hardly Human

When I started journaling in second grade, it was a kind of breakthrough. I was someone who thought and thought for hours on end, but I didn't see any of those thoughts and feelings as valid. Nothing about me was valid, so I hardly acknowledged myself as human. I was so terrible at articulating my … Continue reading Hardly Human

Deeper: Excavating Brokenness

What have I made myself out to be? During my commute this weekend, it hit me. I'm not satisfied. I have never been truly satisfied. Because I have an extremely broken sense of self. My earliest memories consist of falling when I expected a pair of arms to catch me, and hiding myself under a blanket. … Continue reading Deeper: Excavating Brokenness

Taglines, Sketchbooks, and Records

A couple of observations, this second weekend of June. On Thursday, I changed my tagline. Big deal, right? "Nothing to offer except my own confusion," to "pleni sunt cæli et terra gloria tua." I felt that the former no longer represented my worth or sense of self. The latter however, is a phrase taken directly … Continue reading Taglines, Sketchbooks, and Records

Curiosity Killed Schrödinger’s Cat

June 1-2 It's just a number, right? 3 harmless digits and a decimal, which indicate the force that gravity exerts on my body. But I shouldn't have stepped onto that scale. Curiosity killed the cat, and no satisfaction can bring it back. After the chamber opens, Schrödinger's cat isn't coming back to life. While waiting … Continue reading Curiosity Killed Schrödinger’s Cat