Quarantine Letter #2

Dear friend, The days are getting longer as the sun learns to bridge the distance between itself and the Earth. The sunlight has its way of becoming warmer and there are no sunflowers in this place. I don’t see you waking up like your usual self if I’m being honest, your hair is dry like …

Letter to Myself

Dear Friend, All deaths seem unfortunate, even the one’s that are well needed or that are unwilling to pass on. It may be needed if torment is all you ever felt or were kept from a liberty that you longed for so much, begged for. It is a disguise often told that some things are …

To Womanhood

Dear women, men may never be able to account for all the love you’ve transpired upon them with open arms and no expectations, but times have changed and you need to seize the day. A passage from Shakespeare’s Love’s Labour’s Lost is very well beset upon all of you and the marvel you’re, here goes: …