Poetry Series – Postpartum

Healing is a journey and it is not linear. Sometimes we find ourselves back in the places we thought we fought our way out of only to find that all of the thrashings had buried us deeper rather than set us free. Recent events have left me. I’m a decade in the past, realizing thatContinue reading “Poetry Series – Postpartum”

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 – Irving, Losing My Mind

I didn’t notice I was slipping until – I’m ready to hang myself – slipped into my mind without warning. I didn’t know I was distant until I stopped recognizing the person sitting next to me. When he reassures me and asks if I know that I can talk to him about anything that’s botheringContinue reading “Poetry Series – Irving, Losing My Mind”