Dear Reader
I hope one day your see yourself as beautiful.
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What you didn’t know about Seattle
When updating my blog, I stumbled upon this beautiful post I created during my first month in Seattle. As someone who has lived here for three years now and has no desire to ever leave, I thought it would be a great idea to share this list in honor of how much I love this […]
Read MoreMental Health Check-Up
As I write this, I have the United States map pulled up in another tab, checkered in shades of blue and red.
Read MoreBecoming Invisible
First, you must remove your clothes. Protection from the heat, from the cold, from the natural elements is not provided. Learn how to manage life blind. With nothing for images to bounce off of, you won’t be able to see anything as much as people won’t be able to see you. Light will go straight […]
Read MoreRainy Days 2
The pitter patter on the roof meant it was time. They grabbed the breaking down beach chairs leaning against the garage walls, shook off the sand, and placed them in the middle of the floor, facing the outside. They ran to their parents and pulled them into the room, stopping to get some chips on […]
Read MoreRainy Days
They spent days decorating the popsicles, adding little cloth sails for balance and tiny green toy soldiers for personality, taking Crayola markers and creating stripes all around the sticks. Then, they watched the weather, impatient, waiting for a storm, waiting for the rain, and when it did, they took their popsicle sail boats and ran […]
Read MoreHow to Show Her Love
Take her hand when she’s crying and when she’s laughing. Take her hand. Listen to her even when you don’t want to. She will do the same. Ask for forgiveness. Say you’re sorry. Improve. Try. Work toward something. Show her you love her in sloppy wet kisses before work, in making sure she knows she […]
Read MoreDissociation of a Writer 2
I can’t experience life. My grandma passed away a year ago and although I cried, in the back of my head I couldn’t stop thinking about how these emotions I was experiencing would make a good poem one day. My boyfriend was having a very serious conversation and I wasn’t paying attention because I liked […]
Read MoreDissociation of a Writer
Often times when I find myself crying after a horrible break up or a reminder of something sad, there is a little voice in the back of my head telling me to be observant, live it out, experience the emotions, no matter how much I don’t want to because somewhere, somehow, I might be able […]
Read MoreA Masterpiece
She was art. He was rain. They are nothing.
Read Moresometimes i wonder
why i write. why i sing. why i try
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Camden's Corner 