How much of life is about forgetting who we are and then building the courage to journey back to ourselves once again? How much of this is just “the cycle” that is meant to be broken? What if – we can embody ourselves, consistently? Magical Apologies Baby, I’m sorry for the moments that I’ve yelled.IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Magical Apologies”
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Poetry Series – New Moon
I hate to break it to you – I know you’ve been off thinking I’m special or something but… I am just like other girls. They, we, are fucking magical. I, simply, made the mistake of letting you see rather than looking in the mirror and revealing myself to me. In my era of correction,Continue reading “Poetry Series – New Moon”
Poetry Series – Butt Dial
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”
Poetry Series – Suppressed
In the odd hours of the morning, amongst the silence – even the weirdest of truths must surface. So you stay awake. Buy time like it will be the next currency to sweep the market. Listen. Wait. It will inevitably hit… probably right around the time you’ve given up and are trying to find sleepContinue reading “Poetry Series – Suppressed”
Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust
The idea is that in getting married, you tether your soul to another being. Now woven together, each decision one makes intimately effects another. The deception lies in the idea that marriage is a requirement of this type of transmission when all it takes is agreement of energetic exchange, often given unknowingly. Regardless, through thisContinue reading “Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust”
Poetry Series – Continuation
We agreed to a sense of continuity. That the yesterday we had will blend into the today we are walking. I’ve been thinking about the term “working” – and if it is.Now, I’m just wondering where I can offer my resignation. Welcoming a new role where shifts are held to no limitations. Though I know,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Continuation”
Poetry Series – Andrea
I’m ready to stop fading in and out. I’m ready for my greatest gift to be presence. I am ready to live, live… live. Thank you for reminding me of just how beautiful life is. You will be incredibly missed. Here’s to the grief that shakes you to the core and the art that isContinue reading “Poetry Series – Andrea”
Poetry Series – Personal Exploration
What’s in a name? I wonder as I attempt to accurately title this poem. Think of the meanings behind them, question their truths. Do you take on the traits of a name, or does it mold to you? Personal Exploration Mania tinged mo(u)rningsAs I struggle to let goOf everything but your ghostPost to ante, meridiemContinue reading “Poetry Series – Personal Exploration”
Poetry Series – Aim
I guess we can call it feeling playful, giddy, ecstatic, elated. Being noticed is my guilty pleasure and it melts me quick when it’s for me. Target struck. Aim She said glowing..And i wonder if by glowing she means illuminatingAs in shining a light onAs in, we’ve started showingThe demon has its hooks in andContinue reading “Poetry Series – Aim”
Poetry Series – Passed On, We’re Passing On
If you ever find this, I think about you often. It always pops into my head the way you told me that you can’t stand when men aren’t “real men”. Years later, I understand. I understand that your toxic masculinity needs to feel justified. I watched as you hyper-fixated on your inability to control yourselfContinue reading “Poetry Series – Passed On, We’re Passing On”
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