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As I get older, I take more and more comfort in the fact God never promised life would be easy.

When it comes to staying true to what you believe, nothing seems more daunting, especially in today’s world.

It started with a sickening feeling of being too right too often.

My earliest memories are of the reflection of sunlight through multicolored stain glass.

From the earliest reaches of my memory I recall the breathless yearning for things.

I had just finished scrolling through my social media when I came across an article that made me stop in my tracks.

Being alone and being lonely are most often portrayed as being mutually exclusive—they’re not.

So few of us recognize that we have control over how we feel.

In all my recollections, not once does the name Marfa come to mind.

Available now, Castles is my debut collection of short poetry and prose, and it chronicles the intricacies of a daydreamer's mind

Through reading my writing, one can tell that I have an affinity for romanticizing life.