Lauren Suval
New poetry collection, Never Far Behind. Details in bio. 💙💜
What Happens When We Don’t Get Closure
When we’re in a situation that doesn’t lend itself to the closure we desire — when it becomes unattainable — we have no choice but to find it within ourselves.
I Wish I Could Go Back To Being 15, When Nothing Really Mattered
If I ever pass Nickerson Beach, I recall those summers at my friend’s beach club. The beach club was a summer home for us, encompassing repetition day in and day out. Basking in what could only be described as innocence.
The Other Brooklyn I Knew
Brooklyn has so much to offer. But. I do have to pause slightly. Just slightly. Because while it’s kind of cool just how ‘hip’ Brooklyn has become, it’s not the Brooklyn I’m too familiar with.
We Didn’t Have Time For Adulthood
Teenage girls were scattered on the white rug in sleeping bags. Whispering. Story-telling when the lights went out.
The Gilmore Way: A Year In The Life
The last four words — four words that Amy had in mind at the show’s conception — are poetic, solidifying the connection between Rory and Lorelai; echoing the sentiment that Rory will follow in her mother’s footsteps; assuring us that one can always go home, wherever or whoever home may be.
The Winter In The West Village
He said we should come back again as my head rested on his shoulder, and the train moved along the track, back to Long Island. Further and further away from our wintry weekend in the West Village.
7 Spectacular Things Summer Has Me Daydreaming About
Summer has me daydreaming about my childhood; lightening bugs that glow and sparklers that excite and amusement parks that feature crazy rides and log flumes and firecracker popsicles that drip down my mouth in the messiest of fashions.
15 Thought-Provoking Bruce Springsteen Quotes That Demonstrate His Brilliance
Blame it on the lies that killed us. Blame it on the truth that ran us down.
9 Reminiscent Feelings You Experience After College Graduation And Before Adulthood
Moving away from what was home for four years is jarring. A dynamic experience ends, because life says it’s time to move on. To graduate. Onto the ‘real world’ — emerging adulthood.
What I Remember With Him
I remember the personal conversations. Our parallel lives. Those who were responsible for the empty spaces in our hearts.
You Ask Me How I Am, But There’s So Much More To My Response
How are you? And what do I say? I’m good. I’m fine. And while that may be the case, in that specific moment, there’s so much more behind my lips.
When The Beginning Magic Of Your Relationship Fades
I tend to romanticize beginnings. Beginnings are magic. They’re comprised of sentimentality and purpose and perfect timing.