The In-between

Maybe she was a lost soul after all- Swaying back and fourth From the sun and the stars, Not wanting day and not wanting night, Not wanting to be here nor there. Stuck in the in-between. The in-between of connection and distance, Of confusion and clarity, Of drought and drowning in emotion. She wanted to [...]

Open Letter to You, the Anxious Ones

It feels like you're running out of time, or rather the fear of time running out. It wants time itself to stop, not in the example of death, but for it to freeze. So even just for a moment, you had the power to control everything. Anxiety has this deep need of self-centrism; for you [...]