Welcome to Muted Mouthful! My name is Tiara (she/they). I am a true introvert and socially awkward being trying to carve out a safe space for myself (and hopefully others). While you're here, my only hope is that you will laugh, cry, or cringe at the way I delightfully view the world. I can already tell we're going to be good friends!
When are you going to see that you are enough? You are everything this world’s been missing. You have a brilliant mind and a beautiful soul.Everyone around you knows it. They see it very clearly. There are a lot of people who want to dull your shine. They […]
I am a missing piece of a large, buried puzzle. The image, civilizations rich in culture, education, and tradition. Kings and queens kissed by the sun and forging love under the moon. There are more pieces spread about, more than I could ever know, separated by land, water, […]
I would first like to thank Laketra BFF for nominating me for this award. She truly deserve her nomination, as she continues to write beautiful, thought-provoking pieces. I will keep the excerpt Laketra had on her post “According to Okoto Enigma, ‘Mystery Blogger Award is an award for […]
It may not seem like a big deal to most, but I feel so fortunate to have gained 20 followers. I do not even have 20 friends, so the fact that you all have taken an interest in me makes me feel, simultaneously, anxious and grateful. I have […]
May is Mental Health Awareness month! In my heart, I feel we are getting a little closer to recognizing mental health as regular health, but there is still so much work that needs to be done. I have this conversation, somewhat frequently, on what to expect or what […]
Look for me. Save me! Misguided, misunderstood, misaligned. Please, save me. Misused, misplaced, missed. Pretty please. Please, save me. Masters of Writing Flash Fiction Challenge
April 11, 2018 The Interim CEO gathers all the staff on the 4th floor of our organization. I walk to the printer to grab some documents and my colleague asks me if I am coming. “Coming to what?” I say. She shrugs and says “I don’t know, some […]
