Being a Woman.

You look at yourself in the mirror and it begins. You pick at your face and poke your tummy. You suck air into your lungs hoping your ribs will show. You turn at different angles and think maybe you look decent from at least one, but you don’t. There’s pain in your eyes, but it’s…

The Countryside.

  I was studying outside on Sunday and couldn’t help but pause to write this. If you’re wondering what the Estonian countryside feels like, this is it.   The sun creates a blanket on me as I sit on the bench. The breeze brings the sweet, sweet smell of cake from inside the house. Sounds…

Flowers&Weeds

The sun kisses your cheeks leaving them tinted like a cherry blossom. Your lungs fill with the sweet..sweet tender air. You can hear Spring giggling in the breeze, waiting to show herself. Brother Winter, a time for taking stock, closing doors, and hibernating thoughts. You realize so much within you that has grown like flowers…