i always tell people
when they ask
i'm from texas, because
who wants to be born in the
midwest? though i do grow
nostalgic, at times, for

i am so often
a n x i o u s,
feeling as though
my heart will burst,
alternating between a
desire to ran a w  a   y
or (hide) not knowing
which to do so that  i’m
paralyzed. once

i don't yet know
how to say
the things inside
that need saying.
i only know that

i love the liminal, those

moments in between who we

are and who we could

turn out to be. when you're

traveling, there's a heightened

they can be difficult
for some. we put so much
pressure to be perfect
on ourselves, to be
awesome at all times.