Boys Don’t Cry… Pt 2

Laying in bed, trying to peel back the layers to get  through the wall that is shutting me out I, I say to him “you seem very uncomfortable talking about what is going on with you”, surprisingly he agrees. Maybe I'm surprised too. I don’t know what it is about being a woman and feeling like you can fix a man, … Continue reading Boys Don’t Cry… Pt 2

The Morning After

[Excerpt from Novae] I woke up to a symphony of odd sensations. The smell of coffee filled the room, the sound of keystrokes echoed in a long crescendo, and the mattress was moving to the rhythms of, what I gathered was, the soothing vocals of Sohn. I opened my eyes, and she was seated upright, in … Continue reading The Morning After