One of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever withheld, was a time where I saw nothing at all. The blackness had enveloped me in its familiar hold and I noticed I no longer cringed at its touch. The beauty of sunrise showered through an open window and my eyes unfolded unto the mesmerizing luminosity. Realizing…

I’ve always dreamed of loving someone who would also love me back. I’ve often wondered how it’d feel to rise triumphant and without ado, if every fiber of my being could be eased by the sight of another. I often wonder if the fear within my heart would cease just by trusting someone’s words. I…

-February 14th, five years ago, my Great-Grandmother passed away. The following tale is a recollection of a day after she went.-  A tear dribbled down my pale skin as I stared outside the translucent substance, hardly breathing. The smooth glass cooled my touch and I could see my reflected self gazing vigilantly back at me….

The bitter wind nipped at my flushed cheeks. I could feel my skin paling from the exposure to the winter air whilst my body trembled at the sight of the varying hues of gray that hung above me. My hair whipped across my face— locks of mahogany silk temporarily blinded me as if the air…

The waves collided and crashed in the distance. I rested on the bed of sand, sinking into the beige grains every instance I regretted to think. High above and some ways back, mountainous ridges held tourists scouting the land. Like adventurers in a new realm, they ogled at the sights and captured images of what…

August 2016- Puerto Vallarta, Mexico The stars have been obscured by clouds and the moon is but a crescent form trying to break through the sky’s shadows. The music begins slowly, thrumming delightfully throughout the palace. The towering white castle glows with a surreal sharpness against the navy-shaded heavens. Balconies line every room in the…

Inspired by one of my favorite paintings by Vincent Van Gogh, A Miracle on a Starry Night is a short-story I’ve written derived from my love of Christmas and the classic holiday film “It’s a Wonderful Life.” I sat atop the hill, gazing at a night of infinite depth. The moon hung half-dressed as a brilliant golden crescent…

“We regret to inform you that your piece will not be accepted for publication.” My eyes saw the remainder of the text but my mind did nothing to configure the combinations of words and punctuations. I slammed my laptop shut and folded my knees to my chest, just sitting their in absolute silence. But it…

The cheers of children sounded behind me like the calls of wild apes. My breaths were coming in jagged heaves, and my body was running on energy that ceased to exist until this very moment. I was way ahead of the rest of my competition, my feet barely skimming the ground like a gazelle running…

I’d rather look back on life and know I did all I could to make myself smile, then to look back and think, “Why didn’t I try harder?” It may seem like an easy notion to perceive, until you realize the stockpiled regret sitting conspicuously in the corner of your mind. Regret. It’s like the…