Category Archives: Poetry

mirrors everywhere

we are all born

so beautiful

the greatest tragedy is

being convinced we are not

-rupi kaur, milk and honey

Behind the scenes

and now I’m here

in this fancy hotel with all this fancy food and servers who treat me like I was a swan napkin

swimming in infinity pool with co-workers before the meeting

this view of the mountains

but I close my eyes

just dreaming of my boyfriend and me

laying in his arms in the bathtube of our 1-bedroom apartment

oh how happy I’d be