I started getting signs before I knew that they were signs. Even now as I get them, if I try to figure out what they mean, I almost never do. I need to step back and look at the world around me, and the situations I’m in for what they are without the emotional attachmentContinue reading “Poetry Series – Winter is Coming”
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Poetry Series – The Devil is in Church
I wait until my boyfriend is trapped in the car with me, on a longer-than-I-thought drive to breakfast, following my impulses, before I decide to tell him the story about where I was two nights before. Looking back, the whole thing sounds like a setup for one of those bad jokes – you know theContinue reading “Poetry Series – The Devil is in Church”
Poetry Series – Hurt Hurts
This feels silly to admit but I don’t think anyone has ever apologized to me before. I mean yeah, people have told me they’re sorry after I point something out but I don’t think anyone has ever come to be me and said “Hey, look, I see that I did you wrong. I’m sorry. YouContinue reading “Poetry Series – Hurt Hurts”
Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality
I went through a lot to get to where I am sexually. I’m not even talking about a lot of sexual activity, but I’d be lying if I said there weren’t phases where that’s how I tackled the “getting through”. What I mean is, there was a point in time when I realized I hadContinue reading “Poetry Series – Savoring Sexuality”
Poetry Series – Titles
I think back often to sitting at the bar next to a mostly stranger and letting him order a shot he thinks I’ll like as he explains to me how he came across his newfound confidence when he just woke up one day and decided it was who he was ready to be. I hadn’tContinue reading “Poetry Series – Titles”
Poetry Series – Glass
Four hours earlier, I’m stubbornly insisting that I can handle the process alone, that I’m ready. I assured anyone that would listen, to my thoughts at least, that I didn’t need to see anyone to have them fix what I’m going through. I’m fully capable of maneuvering the dark waters myself. I didn’t think ofContinue reading “Poetry Series – Glass”
Poetry Series – Speak
I think I’ve finally hit my breaking point. I think I’ve finally found a moment where I’m more tired of the energy it takes to hold everything in than what it requires to dig the words out of the depths of my soul to put them in front of someone. I’ve been waiting a longContinue reading “Poetry Series – Speak”
Poetry Series – Old Self
There’s irony in writing a poem about rifling through old feelings as I’m sitting here trying to work my way through past, repressed, feelings. I hang onto the idea that there’s a difference between finally feeling what you’ve never actually felt and indulging in memories to escape from the present. Old Self I thought IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Old Self”
Poetry Series – Facing Want
Do you ever notice the subtle way our wants are filtered through our beliefs first? Have you ever caught yourself wanting something only to immediately find lists of reasons that you just can’t have whatever it is? Why do we so often believe ourselves undeserving of what would make us the happiest, most fulfilled? IContinue reading “Poetry Series – Facing Want”
Poetry Series – Mixed Up Emotions
Sometimes I feel guilty for just how much I enjoy spending time alone, even away from my partner, but the truth is it’s the only way I have right now to clear out the noise and get in touch with myself. I didn’t realize until last week that I keep getting sick at family partiesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Mixed Up Emotions”
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