The Fraud in Me

I realized I hated her kind. The type that had it easy. Born in stability, not a silver spoon but close to one. The perfect voice, accent, the slender silk skin with the perfect head shape and beautiful proportionate face. The type of people who empathized for a situation they were not born into and…

Quiet

I started to say something. You did ask. Telling me that at some point I had to open up and let you into my world. The words came out slowly, and I tried to say everything as clearly as I could, digesting the fact that I was indeed giving this a chance. To let someone…

Just A Random Womanly Thought

“I am strong, I am invincible, I am a woman.” My middle school choir teacher, Mrs Longoria Russo, always made us girls recite those words to her. And I always questioned why. Ladies and gentlemen, I know when you all see me, you think “I didn’t think I could meet supergirl in person.” I know,…