~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to suicidal ideation and self harm⚠️ ~ At sixteen, I wanted to...

The storm decapitated the few tulip heads that were brave enough to blossom this April. Tulips are not like the other flowers-- they...

~ Come tomorrow morning, the spring snow will have melted, but frigid I shall remain. Storm-wrenched I shall remain. All the world...

~ March–my month of birth and what is considered by many to be a gateway to spring. For me personally, however, it is a time that, due to...