When I Was Young

When I was Young When I was young I learned of two roads in a wood I did not believe to be yellow, for it was a coward's color, made of caution and weariness. But I was put before the roads, and made to choose. Until I plowed forward, creating a third. When I was … Continue reading When I Was Young

#26: To My 9th Grade Spanish Teacher

To My 9th Grade Spanish Teacher, I know this will never reach you. I don't even think you work at my high school anymore; so many teachers have come and gone, but I wanted to write and thank you. I wanted to thank you because you gave me something special that no one else gave … Continue reading #26: To My 9th Grade Spanish Teacher

#25: Dear 30 year old Me (Letter project and Prompt #12)

Hey, I hope you are reading this. It's a few months before your 25th birthday and you are laying in bed trying hard not to cry. Do you remember this moment? Your birth certificate is on the bed next to you, crumpled from where you had hastily pulled it from it's hiding place in that … Continue reading #25: Dear 30 year old Me (Letter project and Prompt #12)

#23: Dear Charlie…take 2

Dear Charlie, I've started, and stopped, this letter so many times that I have to use my age as a timeline for the drafts. You can see it if you look back at all the drafts, a slight shift in words, in tone. My vocabulary grew, as well as my curses. Mom wouldn't let me … Continue reading #23: Dear Charlie…take 2