I’m revisiting everything. Asking if the anger I’m holding still has a home here or if we’re ready to let it go. I’ve been shedding a lot lately. Banking on changing seasons, a whole new me. Hate is the enemy of grief. Keeping the toxicity alive within our body. I wonder why you’re calling butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Butt Dial”
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Poetry Series – Too Fat
I’ve always been prone to nightmares but they seem to creep in the most when my waking life feels like it’s at its best. One moment I applaud myself for not taking things too personally, not projecting the past, and allowing myself to eat when I want to eat without telling myself I’m not worthy.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Too Fat”