I've been reflecting a lot lately about how far I've come from the child I once was, and - at the time time - how much more I've been nourishing that inner child in adulthood. This is a mini-memoir about that journey.
I haven't been letting myself go; I've been setting myself free...
My skin -- already stretched too thin -- broke then.
A short poem ('scalpel') about the benefits of writing for mental health.
A love letter to my first journal, and the person who gave it to me.
Across space and time...
A letter I wrote to myself and for any other self-doubting people out there who are still fumbling with what the word 'writer' means to them. This can also apply to any kind of creative work: entrepreneurship, design, public speaking. You name it. For any of them, building confidence is so hard but so necessary. Pass it on, y'all.
A gratitude poem. Written on the plane back home after an arduous yet exhilarating work experience that challenged me to rethink my priorities.