Author Archives: thepomfreypost

Space buns. Chipped nail polish. Monochrome outfits. Pressed flowers. Old, used converse. Uncontrollable laughter. Unfiltered conversations. Sparkles & glitter. Hiding under hooded flannels. Open heart & mind. Sunglasses that cover most of my face. Soft music when I’m feeling nostalgic. “Just Kidding” too often. Trying to stay present. “No worries” and “take it easy”.More

“I guess I’m just broken” I looked at him through my tears. He held my hand and rubbed my back. Not sure if this comfort was helping or making things harder. I truly felt broken from the time I’m still struggling with processing. “I don’t feel real” he tried to reassure me that I was,…More

“I don’t want to be here” I stuttered through tears on the phone. “Give it time” and “talk to me when you’re more chipper” she replied. Sobs after when I was left alone in silence. “Be strong for your mother” rang through my head. Words that stuck with me, engraved into my brain. “Take it…More

I screamed with frustration or sobbed, it’s hard to tell the difference between the two. I look down at the old milk jug inked into my skin. I worry that I’m forgetting you. Trying to keep my chin up and greet everyone with kindness- the same way you did. I hate the way you must…More

I lay in the sunshine and try to soak it into my body. I wonder if I’ll ever fully love another partner. If I’ll ever be completely accepted by someone. I lay there wondering. I feel the damp grass soak into my clothes, wishing I was completely submerged in water. Am I enough? Is my…More