Guys I don’t talk to anymore

September 23, 2014



1. A guy once kissed my toes and in between them, the maps of my feet telling him of my travels. We whispered to each other from opposite ends of a green scratchy vintage couch, my naked legs resting on his Levi’s. Huge green scratchy cushions enveloped us as he cradled my foot, appraised it like it […]

Posted in: writing

Risk and Love and Vulnerability

June 10, 2014



“The one thing that keeps us out of connection is our fear that we’re not worthy of love and belonging.” — Brené Brown I’ve always been afraid of the wrong things. I don’t fear death or earthquakes or being in a car accident or breaking a leg. I fear things that aren’t real, can’t be measured […]

Posted in: dating, writing


November 19, 2013



I close my eyes to breathe your love, it looks like wavy clouds. Why oh why do I sit so still, I should be standing proud. Somewhere close I hear my name, it’s writ in sands of blue. Your voice rings true then whispers lies, ‘I’m still in love with you.’ Now you’re gone and here […]

Posted in: poetry

All that Matters

September 16, 2013



The smell of Indian food wafts through my apartment, pungent and sharp and almost unbearable at 7 am. My newest neighbor, a plump but pretty 23 year old, has her family visiting from India. A mother, father, sister she hasn’t seen in two years. I assume the food is Indian although I’ve never asked her […]

Posted in: true stories

Whitewash Red Toes

June 8, 2013



#whitewash #redtoes

Posted in: photography

So You Think You Can Dance

May 26, 2013



I took private salsa lessons a few years ago. I’m not necessarily a dancer, although my salsa teacher would beg to differ. She told me day after day that I was born to do it. I was meant to dance like my hips and legs and life depended on it. Like every last cell in […]

Posted in: writing

Desert Drive

May 25, 2013



the desert is…colors and textures and smells layered with the wind

Posted in: photography

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 451 other followers