I am definitely a little things kind of a person and while I don’t always mention it, or draw attention to it, I appreciate the details of life more than anything. I don’t think there is anything too small to become passionate about, appreciate the fuck out of, build excitement over. Sometimes when talking aboutContinue reading “Poetry Series – Excitement”
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Poetry Series – Beacon
Hello, audience, be my platform. Can we have a conversation about how love and fear are at the root of everything? They are the thread weaving the world together and we are complicating it far the fuck more than we need to. Can I say that? Will anyone listen? I feel like screaming it andContinue reading “Poetry Series – Beacon”
Poetry Series – Scars
Sometimes I have doubts about my compatibility with people, ongoing. I’m continually returning to relationships, experiences, revisiting the question of, for me? I had the same best friend since high school and recently I wondered if we started going down different paths, I faced fear of loss something serious. When I fell in love, caughtContinue reading “Poetry Series – Scars”
Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma
I find it nearly impossible, often, to admit to what I’m feeling or thinking. No matter how much of myself I put on display, I still circle back and find myself embarrassed by the parts that aren’t yet out. It’s almost as if this disturbingly difficult journey has been just a little bit too easyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma”
Poetry Series – Love Protest
I read an article that said bulimia can be formed as a result of unhealthy attachments to a mother’s love, rooted all the way back in the nursing stage of development. I’m absolutely buying it. The idea is that the toxicity of the milk, caused by ill-thought and negative feelings, can create a disconnect inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Protest”
Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt
I feel like sometimes I just need to keep pushing a little bit further and I’ll make it. I’m not sure what I’m trying to make it to and quite frankly, it doesn’t matter. The belief that I’ll make it there is enough to get me to the next moment, to take the next step,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Sometimes, Have I felt”
Poetry Series – No Competition
In the car on the way home from the zoo, I was talking to my son about the importance of following dreams and not letting fear of what people might think to hold us back from them. When he asked me what I wanted to be at his age, eight, I blanked. I don’t rememberContinue reading “Poetry Series – No Competition”
Poetry Series – Looking Back
The power of shifting to letting go of what others think of you is that your peace is no longer dependent on them accepting your explanation of yourself. Sure, I got commended on my levels of self-awareness and yes, that skill absolutely comes in handy now. The thing is, I didn’t always need to letContinue reading “Poetry Series – Looking Back”
Poetry Series – My World
My apartment is safe, I’m not being watched. This isn’t a case of paranoia so much as an awareness of just how under-observation we are anytime we’re out there in the world. In my apartment, though, I’m free to be unapologetically me without interruption. In my apartment the window is cracked, snow blowing in andContinue reading “Poetry Series – My World”
Poetry Series – Best Day
I don’t believe our best day is ever in the past. I think it’s already happening. Right now, we’re living the best day we possibly can – and if you’re not, now is as good of a time as any to start. Right now, this is the only day we have so it must beContinue reading “Poetry Series – Best Day”
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