My Life

Photographer, filmmaker, writer.

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Life is so good when it’s warm and the sun is out.

The voices in my head aren’t as loud.

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Of light and dark.

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First snow of the season.

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After 3 months of having unprotected emotional vulnerability, I have now carried melancholy for a full gestational period of a human fetus. I have been pregnant with misery and now I carry it in my arms like a child.

I fear I will have to raise it which will require me to slowly feed it parts of my soul until I am nothing but an empty shell. Void of a personality and wearing only high-waisted, cropped jeans.

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For once I want to be the muse.

I want to float through the experience and leave unscathed.

I want to feel in the moment, and then disappear as if you nor I ever existed.

I want the easy way out, but without the pain I wouldn’t know who I was.

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I had a dream about you last night.

We kissed on the stairs.

It made my soul melt.

I wish I could just forget about you.

Forgetting would make my life so much easier.

Erasing the memory would erase the pain, but it would also erase you.

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I just want to know peace, love, and safety.

I want them to be my best friends.

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September is a lovely, nostalgic month that I really never appreciated until I was in my 20s. It’s truly magical. There are things to look forward to with Halloween and the holidays, but the month has none of the stress of the holiday season. The weather isn’t freezing or boiling hot. It’s sunny and the leaves are still green, but the crisper morning air smells like fall and change.

September feels like an old lover come to give you a kiss goodnight; warm, safe, comforting, and full of innocent, wholesome love.

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The moon will always remind us why it is crucial that we look up.