No Shame, Only Pride: Honoring LGBTQIA+ Rights and Stories

June holds a deep, undeniable significance for the LGBTQIA+ community and for all those who stand beside them in love and solidarity. It’s more than just a month it’s a powerful tribute to resilience, courage, and the unbreakable human spirit. Pride Month began in remembrance of the Stonewall riots, which erupted on June 28, 1969—a …

Cradling Lie

There is no noise in this room.Only the breathless hushof things that once dreamed of becoming alive.The walls don’t speak.The air doesn’t move.A dim blue bulb hums above,casting shadows where my heart used to be. I sit in a room painted with ghosts.Dark grey.Still.Lonely like an abandoned prayer.The bed emptyfeels like a coffin that forgot …

April 29th…. The Memories

The day wears grey like mourning skin,Fog spills from the sky like a secret it can’t hold.My eyes clouded, weary see nothingbut a blur of white silence.The rain falls in sync with my aching pulse.And here I amspinning slowly,grieving quietly,dancing with the ghost you left behind. They call this heaven.But if this is paradise,why does …

To the One Who’ll Never Know

Hey…It’s been a while.I haven’t written.Haven’t spoken.But GodI still ache in silence for you.You linger like a shadowin a life I no longer recognize.And even though the world keeps moving,I’m frozenin the moment you smiled,in the version of myselfthat once hoped you’d stay. It’s been almost three years.And I’m still there.Still beneath the same sky,still …

The Café Where I Fell Into Memories

Just me, sitting alone again,in that same café,with an untouched Americano,as the ghosts of yesterday whisper in my ears. I remember the first time I saw youhow the world blurred at the edges,how my chest tightened,how my breath slipped away like a forgotten prayer.My first anxiety attack,right there,in that chair,on that side of the tablewhere …

Stories in Every Beat

I lie there, lost in the stillness of the bed,The dim light above flickering like a distant, fading memory.Mint-colored headphones rest heavily on my ears,Flooding my senses with the raw, aching sound of Taylor Swift,All Too Well on repeat, a song that feels like it was written for me. Every word cuts through me like …

Maybe Then, Maybe There

The sky was endless, pale, so blueSo heartbreakingly soft,Until you walked away.And when you did, the heavens bled,Flushed pink, bruised gold,Like the last light before night takes hold. I stood beneath it,My black eyes drowned in sorrow,Red with grief,Tears slipping down my burning cheeksSilent, relentless, like the love I could never give you. And youYou …

Glad I loved you

I’m thankful for every touch,Even the briefest hug,Even the faintest breath of you in the air,The scent of you,A fragrance that clings to me,Even though I’m allergic to perfume,Even though it burns me,Even though it tears my heart,I still crave it,I still long for it,Because it was you. But still, I’m thankfulGrateful for you,For the …

In Every Shadow

You live in every shadow,Every beat of my heart,Every moment, every space,Every path I tread, you are there,Yet there is no room for me.You are a ghost,A figment of my imagination,They tell me I’m lost in a dream,That I’m drowning in my own delusions.But they don’t understand,That even in this madness,I find solace in you,Even …

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