-a letter to my dad-

Dear Dad, When I was a little girl, I would think of you as my hero. Someone I would look forward to see.  I would run into your arms and finally feel safe, Like nothing or no-one can hurt me.  Six-teen years later however, I only think of you as a coward.    Someone who […]

-all alone-

I am home alone most nights. Shocker. My mom left when I was only a few years old, so she has not been home since then. My dad is gone too. He’s usually at the bar on the corner of 73rd Ave and 52nd street. I have only seen him sober a couple times; he […]