Sometimes it’s subtle but every day, here we were, just finding beauty in what could be someone else’s mess. What do you see? Call me crazy but I guess that’s the perspective of it all. DEATH, MUSTARD, AND RORSCHACH The year everyone died all at onceYou would sneak condiment packets from the break-room drawers andContinue reading “Poetry Series – Death, Mustard, and Rorschach”
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Payge Gray
I feel called to change so consider this a rebranding The smell of searing flesh, burning of bodies, you leave your name upon this temple, your grave You’re not the first to die here, but I promise you’ll be the last The war is over, and here we stay And I don’t promise that itContinue reading “Payge Gray”
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”
Poetry Series – Unanswered Calls
It was brought to my attention that many “neurodivergent” people and people with “hyper-senisitivity” disorders also* commonly experience hyper-mobile joints. They are the highly sensitive. Those that take nothing but little nudges for great change to follow. And for the magnitude of the feelings, negative or positive, equal in the opposite exists as contrast toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Unanswered Calls”
Poetry Series – Angry Eviction
I’ve been getting the message a lot that much of what holds us back lies in faulty definitions and outdated beliefs. Flashback to a time where gender roles had a stronger hold on the world and a “good woman” would step back and do as she was told. But how beautiful a contrast for theContinue reading “Poetry Series – Angry Eviction”
Poetry Series – Wedding Shoes
Each step we take towards the things we want is never effort wasted. You may not see results immediately, but you’re always wearing down the barrier between you and the things meant to find their way home to you. Wedding Shoes I’ve worn holes in the soles of my wedding shoesThat’s been running through myContinue reading “Poetry Series – Wedding Shoes”
Poetry Series – Intention
My years of becoming have been more an unburying of the time-capsule that is me. Digging up all of my best parts, dreams, and beliefs. Unboxing them and marveling at the discovery. For some time, I’ve kept the memory tucked away safely but now, I’m ready to see. Intention Write your desireDetailedIn the middle ofContinue reading “Poetry Series – Intention”
Poetry Series – Inside Job
As I watch the reactions, I remind myself, that some people have grown up in a household in which they received more attention for their tantrums than ever for a gentle bid for love. My heart aches for them, all, as I watch them split into two. Half carries the weight of determination to neverContinue reading “Poetry Series – Inside Job”
Poetry Series – Almost
The people willing to try, knowing they may fail, even when they fail – give me hope. To believe so strongly in something that you would give your life for it, is a gift. I feel grief for those lost, and to for those missed. Do you believe, for every loss, you’re closer to aContinue reading “Poetry Series – Almost”
Poetry Series – Police
The truth is, I’m too white to feel as much tension in the presence of the police as I often feel. Historically, the police haven’t been enemies to me to the same magnitude that other races have seen. But my jaw still clenches, back straightens, I search for what I’m doing wrong and prepare myContinue reading “Poetry Series – Police”
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