The birds cry out as if I am an intruderLittle do they know this is my forest as wellI have walked these paths for three years nowI have watched the seasons come and goWatched the trees fade in and out of slumberI love how the light filters down through the full, verigated canopyI revel in … Continue reading Haven
Besides kicking off a journey into spirituality, another big game changing move I made was to split myself into three people. Yep, correct. Last time I am listening to a woman who was talking with demons (chill out, it’s just Source and, yes, it is safe). This time I am talking about how I gave … Continue reading Three-in-One
Vunerability (n): the quality or state of being exposed to the possibility of being attacked or harmed, either physically or emotionally. I am the kind of person who can tell you, a stranger, about the deepest ugliest parts of my story and not squirm. And, I mean deep and ugly. I can tell you about how my … Continue reading Vunerability
“Alone will be something you’ll be quite a lot.” –Oh the Places You’ll Go by Dr. Suess Until recently, so little of my life has been spent TRULY, bodily alone. -I am the oldest of six children, with only nine years of difference between me and my youngest sibling -After living in close quarters with … Continue reading Alone
I have to learn to stop asking the universe for things. I told someone at the beginning of last year, “You know what? If I lose Y, the world better be prepared for what comes out of me because the art that comes out is going to be something.” I heard the death nell in … Continue reading Asking
SelectedFrom manyTemptedAnd teasedBoundariesErectedSafetyAchieved Sliced openNo bloodJust dreamsUnformedYou calledIt BeautyOnce moreAdored You dugWe foundMore strengthThan lackYou deemedMe braveExploredMy tack FartherDarkerEarnestI fellMusicNot mineCreatedThe spell I knewMy fateTo breakAgainThis timeGroundedGratefulI’ll mend The clockTicked downLouderMore sureI triedTo buryDesiresUnmoored UselessAttemptThe end It cameQuietAnd simpleGone justThe same Fuck you x 😘 Continue reading Foray
When I was growing up, it was my greatest desire to be “daddy’s little girl.” I knew I was my mom’s “girl” but I felt that since I came first in the line up, I had dibs on being the apple of my dad’s eye. Somehow, this dialogue was born that my sister, the secondborn, … Continue reading Made in His Image
by AE AR I keep waiting for the moment when the dam breaks open. For the wall holding back the deluge to just let go. (And just like that, it begins raining in my real life. Synchronicities, they call them.) I do, though. I keep waiting for the words to pour forth. To overwhelm me … Continue reading When The Dam Breaks
Nine days ago, my dad…Nine days ago, my dad stopped creating on this plane. This is my greatest grief, right now. There is sooooo much that I could say. So many things I want to say. So many things I want to rip out of my chest and throw them onto the counter, bleeding and … Continue reading A Last Call and Response
“Who cried a river and drowned the whole world And while she looks so sad in photographs I absolutely love her When she smiles”-“Absolutely” by Nine Days Sorry, once I started it, I knew that it needed to be finished or all of my fellow millennials’ minds would be broken waiting for the hook. Do … Continue reading This is the story of a girl…
Eating My Way Through It 