Some days I write to keep up the habit of writing. I never want to forget again how good it feels just to get things out. Other days, I write because if I don’t the words will explode from me as a shout. I’ve been fighting myself for a while now on the topic ofContinue reading “Poetry Series – War on Sexuality”
Tag Archives: Authenticity
Poetry Series – An Apology
I’ve never fallen so hard in love as I did after I learned that I can love myself, too. For the longest time, every new person I’d meet, I’d drop my old self and try them on, hoping for a better fit. It took me years, decades of my life to realize that it neverContinue reading “Poetry Series – An Apology”
Poetry Series – Flat Tire
Flat Tire I watch the tire shrink to the ground as I prepare my argument for how, in this moment, I am the more deflated of the two of us.As I watch it melt against the pavement, I catch a leaf falling out of the corner of my eye and for a moment, the urgeContinue reading “Poetry Series – Flat Tire”
Poetry Series – Endless Questions
I give up and try again at least half a dozen times a day. It may not be over the same thing but it’s with the same amount of certainty, both in the need to quit and the need to keep going. I wonder if I keep getting pulled, tug-a-warred back and forth in bothContinue reading “Poetry Series – Endless Questions”
Poetry Series – Knocked Down
I’m starting to realize that I spent so many years insisting on solitude because I was tired of hurting people, tired of trying to catch myself before I did, and frustrated that I never seemed aware that it happened until it was in retrospect. I still enjoy more than my share of solitude. When I’mContinue reading “Poetry Series – Knocked Down”
Poetry Series – Flame
I think back to my adoration of just about anyone and realize that one of the things that drew me to them was the ways in which they would challenge me. I remember explaining to my therapist that breakups weren’t really a big deal for me, even some of the more major ones, because asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Flame”
Poetry Series – Winter is Coming
I started getting signs before I knew that they were signs. Even now as I get them, if I try to figure out what they mean, I almost never do. I need to step back and look at the world around me, and the situations I’m in for what they are without the emotional attachmentContinue reading “Poetry Series – Winter is Coming”
Poetry Series – The Devil is in Church
I wait until my boyfriend is trapped in the car with me, on a longer-than-I-thought drive to breakfast, following my impulses, before I decide to tell him the story about where I was two nights before. Looking back, the whole thing sounds like a setup for one of those bad jokes – you know theContinue reading “Poetry Series – The Devil is in Church”
Poetry Series – Hurt Hurts
This feels silly to admit but I don’t think anyone has ever apologized to me before. I mean yeah, people have told me they’re sorry after I point something out but I don’t think anyone has ever come to be me and said “Hey, look, I see that I did you wrong. I’m sorry. YouContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hurt Hurts”
Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality
I went through a lot to get to where I am sexually. I’m not even talking about a lot of sexual activity, but I’d be lying if I said there weren’t phases where that’s how I tackled the “getting through”. What I mean is, there was a point in time when I realized I hadContinue reading “Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality”
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