As my face contorts and you ask what I’m thinking, I’ll tell you “I don’t know”. Likely at this point, you assume that there’s something I’m trying to cover, to hide. That’s not the case – it’s just that my thoughts don’t always come in words so much as they come in waves of feelingContinue reading “Finding The Words”
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The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6
I tapped my fingers one by one against his skin. I counted each one as it made contact – one, two, three, four, five. “What are you doing?” Counting. I thought by five, this would get easier. Replace “this” with anything you’d like. I thought after you’ve done something, anything, five times it had toContinue reading “The Way It Looks to Me – Part 6”
Poetry Series – Rock
Had I known early on that you were a rock and could withstand the waves, I wonder if I wouldn’t have treaded so lightly? I try not to think of what ifs. I know they’re not helpful in building the life I want to live. But when there’s questions I had never asked, I leftContinue reading “Poetry Series – Rock”
Poetry Series – Sarcasm
Even now as I write a poem about being open, I place it here out of sight. I tell myself it’s a step in the right direction. There is, after all, a chance it could be seen, right? I hope it’s not, but I hope it is. I want everything out in the open butContinue reading “Poetry Series – Sarcasm”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Four
I often find myself telling my hardest moments as if they were stories. If I fill in enough of the details, if I paint a vivid enough picture that I can make you actually think you were there – maybe I can paint myself out of it too, disown the thoughts involved. Does it stillContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Four”
Poetry Series – What’s Happening?
I find myself looking around at the artists in the world in awe, asking myself how they can so freely share what they’re thinking, experiencing, and feeling. How do they feel when they consider that the person they wrote a song about is going to see it? Does everyone try to hide a portrait theyContinue reading “Poetry Series – What’s Happening?”
The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three
Not all of my most impactful, most vivid moments have been bright and shining. I love, love so it primarily becomes my focus, but what love story comes without obstacles to overcome? Those moments where shit hits the fan and everything falls apart are equally as important to the success of a story as theContinue reading “The Way it Looked to Me – Part Three”
Poetry Series – Men
I feel like an asshole admitting it but I absolutely used to chuckle any time a man told me he was a feminist and then started passionately going on about women’s rights and equality. I just found it so peculiar to pour so much into an issue that I was sure couldn’t be hitting asContinue reading “Poetry Series – Men”
The Way It Looked To Me – Part One
One of my favorite things is hearing someone describe the way they experienced something. There are times where my attention fixes on something, my focus narrows in, the rest of the world seems to disappear and it’s like an explosion of feeling, appreciation, gratitude. To me, these moments feel like little bursts of magic inContinue reading “The Way It Looked To Me – Part One”
Movie Moments
I remember watching the movie “Keith“, and as Keith refers to the “goodbye scene” all I could think was HAH! See, it’s not just me! Other people see it too! Our lives are comprised of a series of movie moments! Do you know what I’m referring to? It’s those major, impactful moments in your lifeContinue reading “Movie Moments”
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