-
Things once said. Twice sworn.

You said She’s my newspaper with coffee. My morning dose of a thousand topics. Overwhelming. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. She’s my book on a beach trip. Even if I won’t read it I find comfort in having it there. My possible escape from any or all of it. She’s my midnight… Continue reading
-
To be a woman?

What does it take to be a woman? A question amongst many I often think about now that there isn’t just one but two little girls who will soon grow to look for answers. Shall I say that to be a woman is to constantly mourn your past selves? Every role is all-consuming. A constant… Continue reading
-
Thoughts: “Letter to my father” by Franz Kafka
He clearly forgives his father throughout the letter as he mentions countless times that he can try and understand what made him this way. I think the adult Kafka understands what the young Kafka could never and this is paradox looms in the reader’s mind. It gives such insight to how we are forever affected… Continue reading
