If your life were packed into a suitcase and you were only allowed to bring 30kilos, what would you put in it? “Your check-in baggage allowance is only 30 kilograms,” said my airline’s e-mailafter I booked my ticket. I am moving to Denmark to be with my boyfriend, so to me that sentence was […]
x Read more xI. To the girl in highschool who said my dark skin and stick legs would never amount to anything – thank you for the bullying. It taught me beauty and confidence. II. To the parent who never failed to let me know they made a huge mistake – thank you for my depression. It drew […]
x Read more xHow many times in a year do you feel guilty? Ten? Twenty? Maybe even more? How many times have you felt like shit for not wanting to do something for someone, and how many times have you been made to feel like shit for not wanting to go to a party? How many times have […]
x Read more xThe hardest part about moving on is having to accept the fact you are no longer mine. Frankly, my dear, the thought of you being with someone else kills me. Some other girl will get to moan your name, and feel your touch, and leave their marks upon your back, and it’s not […]
x Read more xI ache for you. It’s three in the morning, and I’m grasping for an excuse not to call you. I used to be fearless. I used to be invincible. But now my fingers are fumbling for the empty space of your outline on my bed sheets. I’m sitting here trying to convince myself that I […]
x Read more xThis is not a love poem. This is an apology for all the break-ups it took for us to realize we weren’t meant for each other. I was a trainwreck waiting to happen and she was something more immaculate, like stars in the night. The first you would turn away from, the […]
x Read more xTo You: Wherever you are, please know I am patiently waiting for you. Sometimes, it feels especially lonely. Like now. But that’s okay. One day I’ll get to sit in this coffee shop holding your hand, watching the world pass us by in sunsets amidst the comfortableness of our silence. One day I’ll get to […]
x Read more xWhat happens after happily ever after? Snow White swallows a mouthful of poison, this time on purpose, after finding out her prince secretly slept with seven other girls. Cinderella runs away in the middle of the night, realizing Prince Charming isn’t so charming after twelve glasses of wine. Aurora grips a metal spindle, cuts […]
x Read more xDear Sylvia, How did you do it? How did you manage to survive for so long, for 30 years? Most people view your suicide as a tragedy and, while partly it is, I see your passing as the last breath to one deep sigh. So… how did you do it? I am four months shy […]
x Read more xI have the skin of two different boys under my fingernails. My mother tells me to clean them out when I realize my thighs still ache from all the ways he made me fold underneath him and maybe I like myself being just a little bit dirty. Is it wrong of me to […]
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Painting by Catrin Walz Stein
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