Not only had my brother disappeared, but– and bear with me here– a part of my very being had gone with him. Stories about us could, from…… Read more “25 Burnt Out Candles”

Petrichor: /’ pe, trīkôr/ Noun. A pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather. I went for a beach…… Read more “Still, In The Morning.”

Kindness. It’s one of those things we’re taught when we’re young and hopefully practice for our whole lives. It seems more often than not that people have…… Read more “Treat People With Kindness”

Hi. I’m Alex. I’m nineteen and I’m still scared to use the oven. My favorite things are spaghetti, tattoos, and The Office. In that order. I believe…… Read more “Alex, A Little Closer. (19)”

Hey kiddo, It’s me, your future self. You are so young and curious about the world and in a few years it will seem like your life…… Read more “An Open Letter To My Past Self”

I think it’s in those moments – the ones that make us feel alive. When you’re walking along the beach, taking everything in, being so in awe…… Read more “Until We Meet Once More”

I’m eighteen years old, I have blue eyes, and I’m always wearing a hat. My favorite food is salad and people think I’m weird for that. I…… Read more “Alex, A Little Closer. (18)”

When people hear about the things I have gone through, especially at such a young age, they applaud me for my strength. And not to sound self-absorbed,…… Read more “God, Can You Even Hear Me?”

Dear Mom, I’m not really good at this whole “vulnerability” thing, so I’m writing you this letter. Everyone always tells me how strong I am, but if…… Read more “A Letter For Mom”