120 Seconds.

He shifts his weight, eyes dead set on the double doors only feet away now, doors he’s been through so many times before; the hallway inside a stretch of misery containing painful memories he recalls with a bitter taste in his mouth, reflexively tightening his grip around the object pointing mercilessly forward. The glow from…

She Is Everything.

She is a woman of God and stature, weaving through the cobblestone streets with her brightly colored scarf prominent amongst the crowd. Grace and humility cling to her like a luxurious fragrance, turning heads in silent awe. Her eyes are a mystery, fierce and determined. She is a rose among thorns, a beauty to behold. She…

Shipwrecked.

I had lain awake countless nights wondering why my heart felt numb. Why the four walls of my room suffocated me; why I could not bear to look at myself in the mirror too long without my stomach clenching and my throat tightening — pain that was impossible to swallow, pain I could not hide….

Labels.

We live in a world that teaches us to diminish ourselves to nothing A world of deadly connotations That devastate the human body of the very thing it needs to be whole — h u m a n i t y. We live in a world where “girl” is a synonym for “incompetent” Where “Muslim”…

Echoes.

Fleeting visions of a world long passed Remembered only when the last drop of liquid scorches our tongues In between blurred outlines of faces and bodies and stars And a ringing drowning out the beat uniting us all Do we remember Happiness. The sand between our toes as our hands brought dreams to life, sculpting…

Expiration Date.

EXPIRATION DATE February. She lies wide awake, listening to the steady beat of the alarm clock, willing herself to concentrate on the sound long enough for it to drown out the other noise The explosions in her head The earthquakes that threaten to split her apart tick tock tick tock tick tock April. I am…

Time.

To kick off the start to a hopefully amazing 2016, I decided to write a little something for you guys. Enjoy, and Happy New Year! Every year comes and goes and each year, we grow a little more as the time passes. We change a little more as the time passes, and these changes are…

3 Winters Ago.

3 winters ago All I can remember is being Anchored to my bed, unable to move Unable to do anything but lie there and stare up at the ceiling As if staring at it long enough would help me forget Everything I let myself drown in sadness Longing to be held, touched, loved To be…

Stories.

If you’re reading this If you’re still alive, still breathing Then there’s hope for you Your story is not finished It’s nowhere close to being done So, my dear, pick up your pen again, and keep writing For you have so much waiting ahead of you You have yet to experience And maybe there are…