I’m revisiting everything. Asking if the anger I’m holding still has a home here or if we’re ready to let it go. I’ve been shedding a lot lately. Banking on changing seasons, a whole new me. Hate is the enemy of grief. Keeping the toxicity alive within our body. I wonder why you’re calling butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Butt Dial”
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Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust
The idea is that in getting married, you tether your soul to another being. Now woven together, each decision one makes intimately effects another. The deception lies in the idea that marriage is a requirement of this type of transmission when all it takes is agreement of energetic exchange, often given unknowingly. Regardless, through thisContinue reading “Poetry Series – Borrowed Trust”
Poetry Series – Daughter
You will always be forced to face what scares you the most, over and over again until you free yourself of the cycle by submitting, letting go. Maybe this time around, I’ll find some release. Daughter They say she might have a hole in her heartAnd I wonder if she got it from meIs itContinue reading “Poetry Series – Daughter”
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 – Black
I don’t think we are to blame for the environments we grew up in and the beliefs that we were taught but I sure as hell think we are responsible for finding ways to identify and rewrite them as we grow up. We are raised in a culture that normalizes searching for and identifying differencesContinue reading “Poetry Series – Black”
Poetry Series – Losing My Mind
The only thing consistent about me tends to be my desire for growth. My fear has grown to adapt, rooting itself not in the fear that I’ll be left but in the fear that I’ll leave. My son told me he has the same fear – of getting attached, because what if I leave? I’veContinue reading “Poetry Series – Losing My Mind”
Poetry Series – Understanding Awareness
Some things speak for themselves, as long as you’re listening. Understanding Awareness People can’t understand beyond their level of awareness.Not everyone is self-aware.Not everyone can understand themselves. Much love, until next time.
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 – 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”
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