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”
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Poetry Series – Hateful, Call me Ungrateful
It’s not always easy to stop from taking my feelings out on those closest to me. In the same way that children throw tantrums with the people they are the most comfortable around, knowing they’re safe and loved through them, I have this natural inclination to push the limits of just how much I canContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hateful, Call me Ungrateful”
Poetry Series – Mental Abuse
I attended a poetry slam for the first time last week and I never thought it would feel so refreshing to watch other people purge themselves of the weight the world has piled on them. I went to a poetry slam for the first time last week and I think I expected to find aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Mental Abuse”
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 – Growth, Self Observed
The continued desire to receive external validation for the things that I’m already proud of makes my stomach churn but no matter how sick I get, my body still can’t seem to purge itself of that itch. In these moments of self-disgust, I try to soften and remind myself that it’s natural to look toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Growth, Self Observed”
Poetry Series – Sick Strangers
I rarely manage to do things when I know I have to. I wait it out just a little bit longer. It’s as if I need to see just how far I can push the limits on this one. I have this built-in glitch where I just can’t seem to adhere to time frames. InContinue reading “Poetry Series – Sick Strangers”
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 – 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”
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