A Beautiful Mess

A Beautiful Mess

Give me 6-12 months in a new town or city, my mind will start to think about the next city to live in. It is a habit, something I cannot help. I noticed it the last move, between Oregon and Indiana. I absolutely adored the suburb I lived in outside of Portland, the friends I [...]

Childhood Home

I have been told I only live once But how many deaths do I have? Sitting by your arms, the ones which used to hold me so close Now just feel ice cold. I tell you, "I've missed you" And you force a smile and say, "I think about you every once in a while". [...]

I Am a Melting Pot

I Am a Melting Pot

"Where are you from?" The hardest question for me to answer. I cringe when I hear those words, I start stuttering over noises that seem to be coming out of my mouth and I start running through all the of places that I have lived the past 19 years of my life (13 to be [...]

Out of the Blue

The smell of tobacco lingered in the air. I stared at the wall in the hallway that was covered in pictures. There was my Tia Estrelli at 18, there was my Mom and Dad on their wedding day, another black and white picture of both of my grandparents together, and my sister and I sitting next [...]