I Never Learned How to Be Alive

Whenever I sleep near an open window, I wake up to street noises that sound like the sky ripping itself…

Inner Monologue Upon Acquiring A New Follower On Quora

That Body Isn’t Yours

You reside inside it, but it’s not yours. You can move it, sometimes awkwardly, and control it, sometimes disastrously…

What We Never Talked About

I think we should talk. I know you’ve put up a guardrail around your heart that fences in your words — or at…