A Good Man’s Love 1

A Good Man's Love
This is an old piece that I wanted to post as it is was a prayer in poetic form, an articulation of my soul’s desire. And now, that prayer is taking shape and becoming real. So here’s a shout out to the old me, the twenty-eight year old version of myself who was (and is) ...

Hello World 1

Hello World
I’m afraid I can’t handle it all. As though the beauty of the responsibility will break underneath me, and the essence of myself will bleed dry. I am scared. Scared that I won’t be able to open wide enough to receive it all. Scared that the world will eat me alive, That the chaos will ...