I live for unexpected experiences and good food! As a cultural-enthusiast and linguaphile, my studies and passions have taken me around the world. I teach English as a foreign language and I believe that language is beyond powerful.
What the soul wants
My soul belongs elsewhere Where umber streets Make serpentine twists Where I feel transported back to a time When nobody knew today's strives
You mean, I can still have CHEESECAKE?!
I'll be the first to admit that I have such a sweet tooth. Desserts are my demise. They are the reason why I gained a LOT of weight when I studied abroad in France and Italy. But, when I came home and decided to commit to a vegan lifestyle, the pounds quickly fell off because I was no longer stuffing my body full with artery clogging buttery and cheesy treats.
What It's Really Like To Move Abroad
A different way of life Beacons you to join Leave behind the world you knew Take on this challenge Should you accept, Know that you will never be the same
Too much, too little
Too much Too little Not enough Stay in the middle Don't rush Hurry up You're late It's not enough Hide that part Show another
Bucolic beauty Bring me in Bathe me in foggy mornings And temperate afternoons Where peace and shelter Mingle intimately with
Division of Goods
You unearthed me Broke me up Thought you were breathing life into me Instead oxidized my insides Exposed me to the elements.
The Eyes I Want
The Eyes I Want Icy, frigid, cold Those blue eyes Stormy seas and shipwrecked dreams Those blue eyes Crinkles surround Those blue eyes Falsely genuine Those blue eyes They stare at me and tell me I’m crazy Wrong Manipulative Those blue eyes They tell me that they have not hurt me Those blue eyes They tell me that my feelings are irrational Those blue eyes They tell me that no other eyes will love me like they do Those blue eyes They aren’t like These brown eyes That tell me I’m safe These brown eyes that are Warm, welcoming, inspiring These brown eyes They stare at me and tell me that I’m worth it Beautiful Sane These brown eyes tell me that my brown eyes aren’t scary These brown eyes They gaze at me with reverence Warmth Security These brown eyes Are the ones I want looking at me
An Old Soul In Old Dresses
I've always felt like an old soul. Like I didn't fit in with my peers. Like I was born in the wrong era. Some of that might be true, but I know a lot of people feel the same way.