Sometimes my opinions are so strong, I worry they’ll erupt from my body. I try to keep calm, and level my voice as I explain in hopes that they’ll be more well-received. I acknowledged that I don’t even know how much of a place I have to hold such strong views on the issue soContinue reading “Poetry Series – To the Dicks”
Tag Archives: Authenticity
Poetry Series – Black
I don’t think we are to blame for the environments we grew up in and the beliefs that we were taught but I sure as hell think we are responsible for finding ways to identify and rewrite them as we grow up. We are raised in a culture that normalizes searching for and identifying differencesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Black”
Poetry Series – Confessionals
The truth is, sometimes I have just as hard of a time admitting the good things as I do the bad. I consider it might be a fear of pride, ego, stepping in. More likely it’s the idea that I’ve believed I was the bad for so long that accepting the good in me soundContinue reading “Poetry Series – Confessionals”
Poetry Series – Body Keeps Score
On the topic of rape because while a word may not lose meaning through being said, it tends to relinquish it’s power, control, so you can reclaim it for yourself: No is still noand rape is still rapeeven in the confines of a relationshipeven when you call it an inconvenience, rather than its name.Rape isContinue reading “Poetry Series – Body Keeps Score”
Poetry Series – Barred
I didn’t always have much self respect. I think that’s the reason now that people that had known me back then think I’m arrogant. It’s quite the contrast to grow respect and confidence where you once were a mat. But seeing my worth helps me see all of the situations I still naively agree too,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Barred”
Poetry Series – PTSD
Not everyone out there, watching your moves is doing it so that they can root for you. See, it’s been brought to my awareness that some of my readers might be creeps, going through my posts just to keep tabs on me. I’d like to say that I’ve flattered that I take up that muchContinue reading “Poetry Series – PTSD”
Poetry Series – Narcissism, Accused
I worked with a coach that told me that someones we need people around to point out the parts of ourselves that we can’t see. Without a mirror, you won’t see the tip of your nose. If something is stuck in the middle of your back, good luck catching a glimpse without coming across asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Narcissism, Accused”
Poetry Series – Money
I wonder if some topics are as difficult for everyone as they are for me? Maybe it’s one of those things that if you’ve had enough exposure to something, you become desensitized to it. Maybe the problem is that I haven’t seen enough money – I never grew up that kind of rich. Money MoneyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Money”
Poetry Series – Liar
I’ve been working on myself for a long time. I’ve been tired of myself for a long time. I’ve resolved to stay by myself for a long time. Now, even when I’m with someone else, sometimes I just can’t help but see the patterns of myself. Liar I hate hearing lies come out of yourContinue reading “Poetry Series – Liar”
Poetry Series – Possibilities
I have a bad habit of setting my needs aside to accommodate the wishes of those who do nothing but take more than their share. I have this bad habit of feeling like a burden when the truth is, I’m human and worthy, just like the rest. What if I push the limits, and putContinue reading “Poetry Series – Possibilities”
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