I count the starsEvery December,Hoping for the skyTo burst aflameIn fiery gold.So I might remember,The honey,That dripsWith an exquisite slownessInto the depths ofMy tea.Or the lickOf flamesFrom a wildfireStoked in the woodsTo roastSugary marshmallows.Or the burnOf candlesCoated in glitter,That smell ofThe amber depthsOf a spiced apple toddy,That I will toastTo the starsIn January.

There are thingsI dream ofOnly in December,They come inShadesOf blues and silversLike frost on lakes,That hideThe cold within theDeep blue below,Through silvery smiles.And the veins ofSnowflakesLike the deep blueVeinsThat formIn a cheesecakeSprinkledWith blueberries.And snowstormsThat whirl byOn silver ice-skatesSlicing through frostAnd dreamsUntil I wakeIn January.

So after A Sky Beyond The Storm I’ve been a bit depressed. My most anticipated read of the year didn’t pan out and Goodreads told me my average book ratings this year were around a 3.6. So it’s basically been an average reading year. At any rate my go to in these sort of depressed […]

A few weeks ago I heard they were turning popular YA duology, Tiny Pretty Things into a Netflix show. I’m a huge TV critic (in my small social circle that is) and I’m usually quite brutal, so I knew I would end up watching it which is why I had to read the book first. […]

The immensities of the past often fall like water upon our shoulders. The burden too heavy for us to carry and so while some things soak into you skin and memory, others form forgotten puddles on the meandering roads of history. They lie there, a dip of stories that more often than not no one […]

Hold a stethoscope to the chestOf a piano,And hear it breatheAs you play each key. Let the music flow and thrum In sinewy veins and chords. Let the beating of heavy sighs Beat with your irregularly shaped heart As it tightens and Turning heavy Dragging you down. Pulling at your scalp.Drawing water from your eyes. […]

I’ve always done well in school, been the editor of the school-paper, do moderately well at law school, can decimate other peoples stupidity with sarcasm and acerbic remarks in seconds, and am able to hold my own in most conversations. So when people see ‘misadventure’ associated with my name some aren’t able to believe it […]

The blooms That blossom Under the winter sun Are the most beautiful. They unfurl Their petals Under the last dregs Of sultry sunshine, Soaking in the heat That is sparse. The frail poinsettias, The vibrant ranunculus, The golden hellebores Like fire in the fields, Fanned to glory By frigid winds And cold, hard soil. But […]

I wonder Where the swans Croon, Their lullabies, When the lake frosts over. Do they find shelter Amongst the soft crocuses And lavender cyclamen? Or do they Nestle, Within The bloody roses That bloom like wounds On their bodies? How do they Find warmth When the waters Are icy And the air Is chilly? Or […]

I was sent by my high school for a competition, in senior year (2017) a literature festival of sorts, the theme of which was mystery and thriller. There were a number of events (in which I am proud to announce we won a position in every single one). But for our main presentation my best […]