Ebb and Flow

I could write dissertations

on the science of happiness

But I don’t.

Instead I write poems

(or a lack thereof)

and wade through its ebbs and flows,

watching as it drowns me

eludes me

brings me forward

pushes me away–

And I would study its every molecule,

separate its every hue,

document every euphoria,

diagnose every anxiety,

and spend each day observing every bright wonderful night

if only I knew





“Bright Wonderful Night”


366 Poems: September 20th, 2016



The struggle you face today is not forever

and nothing is as hard as it seems.

It may last a day, or a week, or a month,

but someday it will all be a dream.

Don’t stress.

You have fought greater monsters than this.

You are stronger than an assignment,

stronger than a grade,

and stronger than any mistake you may have made.

Don’t stress.

Get a good night’s sleep and stay healthy.

And if you don’t think you’ll make it through the day,

just tell yourself, “That’s a worry for tomorrow.”

Then someday you’ll wake up and realize you’re okay.

Don’t stress.

This is high school, not the end of the world,

so enjoy every moment you have.

Be strong and work hard in all that you do,

and know,

Know that the whole world is rooting for you.