Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Hollow The earth has opened up Sucking me in deep Blackness surrounds My life is lost…

American Assassin

Her hood is pulled low over her face and a scarf covers everything from her top lip down. Her nose is shiny from the cold and too many tissues. Her shoulder-length brown hair has been gathered and pulled around to the right side of her neck so it can spill out in soft waves that…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday (one day late due to a scheduling error)! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Home There is only one word that can…

#1 – Always Late

This is IT! THE NUMBER ONE REASON of the top 30 reasons for why normal people should not date a superhero(ine). Thank you so much for holding on tight through this extremely long journey! But do not despair or feel sad that we are coming to an end! I already have another equally fun series for…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Heartbreak It’s all in my head The signs that I read You weren’t looking at me…

She is the Spring

In a sea of dark winter coats, she is the spring. She is surrounded by black and brown poofy coats, while hers is a light, hopeful green. Her boots are brown and ankle high with two straps and brassy looking buckles. Her toes point inward to make a shelf for her to place her big…

I Don’t Even Know

I do not even know to whom I should address this letter, but here it is: Fix the fucking MTA before NYC takes to the streets and does something you will sorely regret. We are sick of 45 minute commutes taking 2 hours. We are sick of every single option to get home being “delayed…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Trigger Warning: Child abuse, [canon typical] violence….but at least it’s not suicide? Hatred Fireworks of color…

NYC Subway Winter

Winter has returned in full force. Bodies have disappeared under puffy coats. Until the spring we shall all be shapeless blobs squishing ourselves together on trains. Everyone takes up more than one seat in the chill of the early year whether you keep your knees together or not. Winter in NYC means freezing on outside…

My Dearest Michelle

My Dearest Michelle, It has been a little while since I last wrote a love note, much less a love letter and I find myself at a bit of a loss on how to start. I know that in our day-to-day lives I tend to withhold praise and adulation, but I do hope you know…

Baby Michelle Was Melodramatic

It’s Poetry Tuesday! We are going to go back through all my old notebooks and look at the god-awful poetry I wrote when I was an angsty teen and then you will get present day Michelle’s re-interpretation/headdesk horror-filled embarrassment. Trigger warning AGAIN: discussion of suicide Guardian If I close my eyes this will all go…

Hey Anxiety

Hey Anxiety, Go fuck yourself. I am on vacation and you’re not going to fuck this one up. With Conviction, An Anxiety-Riddled Person