Forming a New Story

Hey everyone! It’s been a crazy couple weeks, so I apologize for posting a day late. Quick update: I’m now a week into my senior year at Pepperdine. I’m loving my classes so far, but have a sizable amount of writing and reading to do each week. I’m also applying to grad schools and working […]

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In the Middle of the Night

It’s the smell I notice first, but I try not to pay it any mind. I was having a good dream, full of sun and the floral aroma of the park mixed with the warm, homey scent of my people. But once I hear the sound outside, I know that this will be another restless […]

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Grass

Piercing through warm darkness, a single ray of sun Tugs on the soul trapped within the seed. A single blade of grass Must push through layers of heavy dirt Blanketing, smothering… Must reach to find the touch of light, Must climb out of the warm, lethargic darkness of stationary rest. Yet every day, grass grows. […]

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Chacho: Part 3

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) It had been three weeks, but my leg still ached. I sat in my leather armchair, having found a comfortable spot where the stuffing wasn’t too lumpy or the springs too jagged, and kicked […]

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Chacho: Part 2

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) It had been about three months since we first met Señor Hablando, the Talking Man. He never gave us a name, but was prone to babbling to us or to himself – or to […]

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Chacho: Part 1

(Note: due to formatting issues I couldn’t resolve, I strongly recommend reading on a laptop or tablet instead of a phone.) The rain pounded. Metallic staccato rhythms quickly gave way to a thunderous deluge as the sky fell upon the ridged aluminum sheet held up by overturned boxes. Huddled under the sheet, which sufficed to […]

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Drink of the Sun, and be Filled

Each ping heralds arrival of another email, another notification, another tweet or blog or task or event or responsibility or celebrity scandal and each increases that tightness in your back that you’ve grown so accustomed to that you forget it’s there. It’s there. And once you feel it loosen, you’ll realize just how hypertense these […]

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Iceland’s Mysteries

Endless snowy bluffs in every direction sweep, and the sun has barely risen before it starts to set, bypassing its zenith entirely. Winds stir the snow-swept steppes and sing their lonesome melody. The darkening sky plunges the snow into deep shades of indigo, and the sun simply a band of gold nearly forgotten. Yet the […]

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Brief Update

Hey everyone! This past Friday, I posted the last poem in the Ashes Collection, which sought to process and memorialize those affected by the Borderline Shooting and the Woolsey Fire. This means that I am now between projects. Over the summer, I will still post once every week or two weeks. This Friday I will […]

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Fireplace

clickclickclickclickclick (a moment of silence) With a soft whoosh the fireplace bursts to life. The flames don’t evoke the reaction in me or in her that we thought they might; the sight of these flames feels entirely different than the hopeless plight we felt in the hellish firelight just a few nights ago. No, this […]

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