Love for Lavender
What if I fall and break my leg? What if I accidentally hit a cat? What if I die in a truck crash? What if... All of these what-ifs came to...
growing up
The First Time I Saw You
Lilac tinged, the first time I saw you Gleaming in the sun as the grass felt dewy against my feet Sturdy and glorious in its whole The endless feeling of floating...
How to Ride a Bike
Second Place: Summer 2020 Writing Contest It was on a bike that I learned the lay of Ketchikan, Alaska, from the most intimate perspective. At 5:00 in the morning, I was the only...
The Untold
First Place: Summer 2020 Writing Contest I hated cycling. When my date asked if I wanted to ride a bike in the park, all I could think about...
The Story of My First Rides
Miles away, my school from home, Walk the miles to reach the place. Not a bus or a service that lifts. Every day, we went together, That friend who lives in between. He waits, and sometimes waited I. Met a cycle, me for the first. As I...
Though I Never Owned a Bicycle
Sundays were the best days of my childhood. As a girl, I was never forced to do anything, other than what to wear and where not to go....
The Perfect Bike
I walked past it every day, where it sat in a shop window. I wanted it so badly; the perfect color, shape, and size. "Not yet," I was...
These Wheels Have Wings
Hidden inside a brown box A green-framed Mountain bike I’d found On my birthday Glowing as a night star My Raleigh; Green Mamba,’ I named him. He was fast He was furious On the road he was amazing Hurrah! On me, I’ve found...
The Bike-Eye View
"Smell was another gift from my bike journeys. The scent of food would lead my face and turn me toward their origins. The daily dishes were diverse. There...
Middle-Aged Man in Lycra (MAMIL)
As the light rays reflected from a frame of aluminium painted in a hue of greys My memory ignited like a flame The flame covered my vision As my eyes opened for...