Do you ever feel like your sexuality doesn’t fit your body? Like it’s not yours to carry around, show off, do something with? I’m learning to love my love and love my sexuality too. I’m learning to accept that intimacy isn’t just a thing to be had between two and that it differs from commitment,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Vulnerable Confessions”
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Poetry Series – Outdated Opinions of Women
The younger generations are always getting blamed as if we weren’t led to where we’re at by those that came before us. We’re berated for our lack of manners and good graces as if it’s not apparent that it comes from a distaste for the way those that raised us tried to use fear toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Outdated Opinions of Women”
Poetry Series – Devil in Details
My need for variety will be the death of my so I’m slowing down and trying to build a skill – or two, or three, maybe four. I need to toggle back and forth, have diversity to my day. Sometimes I need to think of what I’m writing, other times I just have something toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Devil in Details”
Poetry Series – Waiting Room
Nearing a year old, this guy has never made it out of the waiting room. Sitting, waiting, slowly going mad. I’m gathering a collection of poems, preparing to slam. This guy has never made it out of the waiting room, never approached the light of day. I’m looking for less than two minutes, trying toContinue reading “Poetry Series – Waiting Room”
Poetry Series – Growing Pains
The hardest thing to remember about growing is that not everyone will grow at the same rate. There will be times you grow so tall that the world as you know it is seen from a whole new perspective. We call this a shift. Some people will say in consciousness. I’m not sure if I’mContinue reading “Poetry Series – Growing Pains”
Poetry Series – Secrets
I’m trying to remind myself as people emerge from the past that the me they miss is dead. The dead can not respond to an email, not to a text. I’d be an imposter if I responded back. I’m not who they’re looking for, they don’t miss me, they miss the boundaries she lacked. SecretsContinue reading “Poetry Series – Secrets”
Poetry Series – Devil Disguised
I have this fear that someday someone will take me too literally. Maybe they won’t see that I’m just a very visual learner so lessons come a little more vividly to me. I have this fear that I’ll be 302’d, called crazy. I’d say the Devil passed that on to me but like I said,Continue reading “Poetry Series – Devil Disguised”
Poetry Series – Dishware
The first three lines smack me in the face the second I open the cabinet and reach for a mug to fill will coffee, to carry me over when a 3am feeding turns into an inability to sleep. I have this itching reminder to find something productive to do with my energy so when myContinue reading “Poetry Series – Dishware”
Poetry Series – Postpartum
Healing is a journey and it is not linear. Sometimes we find ourselves back in the places we thought we fought our way out of only to find that all of the thrashings had buried us deeper rather than set us free. Recent events have left me. I’m a decade in the past, realizing thatContinue reading “Poetry Series – Postpartum”
Poetry Series – To the Dicks
Sometimes my opinions are so strong, I worry they’ll erupt from my body. I try to keep calm, and level my voice as I explain in hopes that they’ll be more well-received. I acknowledged that I don’t even know how much of a place I have to hold such strong views on the issue soContinue reading “Poetry Series – To the Dicks”
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