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Ate my words

Bubble and Seafoam

Updated: Jan 12, 2023

You make me feel like running away when a piece of my heart escapes out of my throat onto a plate during dinner.

So, I drink-drown my soul and fly away in a panic--worried I showed a little too much like I always do.


In my mind, I knew what I was going to say,

getting into,

going where? Going somewhere.

Going places.


In my mind, I am anxious--wanting refuge,

hiding secrets,

building strength?

Strong--just enough space to leave.


Photo: At a hostel in Trieste, Italy during my first solo travel to Europe. It was a nerve-wracking experience considering I did zero research and was just trying to make it back to Paris.


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