I am definitely a little things kind of a person and while I don’t always mention it, or draw attention to it, I appreciate the details of life more than anything. I don’t think there is anything too small to become passionate about, appreciate the fuck out of, build excitement over. Sometimes when talking aboutContinue reading “Poetry Series – Excitement”
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Poetry Series – Beacon
Hello, audience, be my platform. Can we have a conversation about how love and fear are at the root of everything? They are the thread weaving the world together and we are complicating it far the fuck more than we need to. Can I say that? Will anyone listen? I feel like screaming it andContinue reading “Poetry Series – Beacon”
Poetry Series – Scars
Sometimes I have doubts about my compatibility with people, ongoing. I’m continually returning to relationships, experiences, revisiting the question of, for me? I had the same best friend since high school and recently I wondered if we started going down different paths, I faced fear of loss something serious. When I fell in love, caughtContinue reading “Poetry Series – Scars”
Poetry Series – Mr.RedLight
I was in the passenger’s seat of the car, acknowledging to my boyfriend that I had made a pen pal with an inmate in the past and he asked me if I had fallen in love with the dude. I said no, and for the question he was asking it was absolutely true, I fellContinue reading “Poetry Series – Mr.RedLight”
Poetry Series – Ready
I’ve spent my whole life scared and I wouldn’t be surprised if that trend continues. The difference between my current fear and my past fear is that I’ve learned how, presently, to keep it from stopping me more often than not. Sometimes working up courage takes 3 days and pulling on every experience of whenContinue reading “Poetry Series – Ready”
Poetry Series – Perfectly Lost
I love to explore the dark but my preference is for going it solo. My shell often contrasts whatever is happening beneath the surface, for the sake of the audience – we’re striving for balance here. It’s not a hard rule but generally, the more makeup I have on, the more presentable I look, theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Perfectly Lost”
Poetry Series – Shame
I keep promising myself no judgment but it’s hard when I watch my over-ambitious plans be patched together and then come crumbling apart as soon as they get close. Sometimes it’s situational, out of my control, but sometimes I’m backing out, feeling out of control. I promised myself a conversation this week, it didn’t happen.Continue reading “Poetry Series – Shame”
Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma
I find it nearly impossible, often, to admit to what I’m feeling or thinking. No matter how much of myself I put on display, I still circle back and find myself embarrassed by the parts that aren’t yet out. It’s almost as if this disturbingly difficult journey has been just a little bit too easyContinue reading “Poetry Series – Laundry Dilemma”
Poetry Series – Outside Will
I had listened to enough outside influences for so long that I remember telling my therapist one day that I had no idea who I even was. It felt pathetic but like it was the truest thing I could say at the moment. Sometimes, I still surprise myself but overall I know myself well enoughContinue reading “Poetry Series – Outside Will”
Poetry Series – Love Protest
I read an article that said bulimia can be formed as a result of unhealthy attachments to a mother’s love, rooted all the way back in the nursing stage of development. I’m absolutely buying it. The idea is that the toxicity of the milk, caused by ill-thought and negative feelings, can create a disconnect inContinue reading “Poetry Series – Love Protest”
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