Dear my former self,Devika at 18 with curly hair

The curls of my hair rising in the wind, we walked around holding hands. He loved me and I loved him too. He loved curling my already curly hair, with his index finger. We roamed around,sang together, loved with no limits. Today,pages flip back in…

Go Easy, It’s Not A Race, Hour 11

Dear 19-year old nutjob, As per our previous discussion that one time when you were candyflipping at a rave and mistakenly identified your future self as god… It’s important to remember that while these weekends of hedonism and debautchery may seem trivial, they do have…

It’ll Be Okay

Dear 17-year-old Courtney, I want you to know what love is, okay? But most importantly, I want you to know what love isn’t. Love isn’t being used. It isn’t being asked to drive 30 minutes out of your way in order to see that special…

To Diane, you should have taken a chance

MY SURFER BOY It was always the beach calling me smell, ocean breezes and frothy wave What happened next upon that sea I kept close to my heart, save the best secrets in my soul go free When the handsome surfer brought me on his…

I’m in a Mexican Mood

To hear la cumbia floating from the windows To taste the spices on fruta con sal To stop by the stands of tacos and gorditos and quesadillas To drive along the tunnels with the smell of old water To name the stray dogs that come…

Hour 11: To my younger self

You will find it funny, How many of those Death Cab songs you like so much, those modern fairy tales Seem to have come true But don’t worry so much. Not because there’s  nothing to worry about Time won’t cure you of that But because…

Dear Jan On The Plane to Madrid

Dear Jan, You’re on the plane to Madrid right now. It’s the best decision you’ve made so far, and you’ve tended towards good decisions. But, well, you’ve been cautious and safe. Just know: Take more chances. Stroll those magnificent streets and alleys. Learn old people’s…

Prompt 14 Hour 11

Dear Girl, You will face so much more than the skinned knee of today, Stubbing your toe will still hurt, but not as much as other things. You will always dance, unafraid. When the rains come And yes they will. Do not fear the flood,…

Dear Me, From Me

Your dad is doing the best he knows how. Acknowledge that, say thanks, and move on. Accept your body for what it is and work with it. Your physical health is tied to flexibility and there’s only one way to get more flexible. The choice…

Discomfort

Like a pebble loose in my shoe your face your smile bouncing around my memories rubbing tender spaces raw