I’m still learning how to let myself be loved. I know we’re all born with the ability, such a super-power, but so many of us lose it along the way. I’m working on recovering my powers. I think of my relationships as rehab for the soul. I’ve let a lot of people love me inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Thank You, Love”
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Poetry Series – Warm Death
I find it comical in so many ways that I still ever have the nerve to say I actively practice letting go. Take a look at the last decade of personal relationships and you’ll catch this pattern of detaching but never really letting go. Stay just present enough to be relevant in their life, theirContinue reading “Poetry Series – Warm Death”
Poetry Series – Window Diver
Do you wonder if people think the same unspeakable things that you do? I do. Both wonder and also probably think them. Maybe not exactly but I think we all think thoughts of a horrifying nature – the ones so bad you keep them tucked away, demonizing yourself because how could you think that, it’sContinue reading “Poetry Series – Window Diver”
Poetry Series – Unified Silence
I don’t know what it means to get bored anymore. Maybe put me in isolation and the stillness, silence, will finally drive me over the edge but anything short of that is so welcome right now. I only want to live somewhere big enough that I can find a room in the house where IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Unified Silence”
Poetry Series – Walking Out
I’ve been in a writing funk for a while now and really what that means is that I have a backlog of stuff that I haven’t allowed an outlet for but desperately need out. The world has been changing, a lot has been happening and with the weight of the chaos, I am even moreContinue reading “Poetry Series – Walking Out”
Relation-ship
In relation to a ship, I’m ready to jump, always. I’m used to the flow of not knowing what to expect. The water will pull me to the next place as long as I’m not tethered to this structure. I hear structure is good, though. I hear we need stability in our life. Coach. CoachContinue reading “Relation-ship”
Poetry Series – Constants
Everything is changing and it’s leaving me feeling like I’m losing my mind. It’s like life is running faster than I can keep up with and all I can do is slow down even more and watch. I look around and wonder how everyone else is doing it? Is everyone else falling apart behind closedContinue reading “Poetry Series – Constants”
Poetry Series – Breakfast Interruptions
I remember hearing or reading somewhere that our dreams can only show us things, people, and faces we’ve been exposed to in real life. Your mind can’t just create a new face to represent a person in your dream. I’ve gotten used to seeing half blurred faces, ones I can’t remember or picture again. SoContinue reading “Poetry Series – Breakfast Interruptions”
Poetry Series – Potatoes
Since my miscarriage, every time I cry I have dramatically yelled at my boyfriend that it’s all over the fucking potatoes. He laughs, I laugh, and the crying stops for a minute. It doesn’t fully go away until it’s been unburied, let out, carefully addressed. When I cry and potatoes come to mind, I plantContinue reading “Poetry Series – Potatoes”
Poetry Series – Evil Infiltration
This has been the only place I’ve felt safe opening up about my spiritual crisis, awakening, that more often than not feels like a rollercoaster of psychosis. I spent about a third of my time wondering if I’m just going crazy. For the third that follows, I remind myself that it benefits the darkness inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Evil Infiltration”
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