I asked my boyfriend to give me a writing prompt. If you could be someone else for a week who would you be? And how would you be different when you came back? I really want to say I’d like to be God. You know figure out how this whole existence stuff really works. Of…
Warmth peeks under eyelids Seeks toes and stomachs As night slips beneath covers To hide from the light of day Buttons pushed, reboot successful Gentle whirring into morning Playful smiles engaged, lovely eyes Download module: thankful Special code: patience Perimeter for love: set Perimeter for strength: set Perimeter for heart: set Boundaries intact and ready…
Like a tree I was pushed By wind By hands By ground And sky Some cuts I caused Many more I didn’t My roots Almost died Environment Unkind But like a tree I bent I swayed I stood And I grew My roots They searched And searched Found water Found nutrition And now I bloom…
I took a picture Sent it to my boyfriend My first thought was I look familiar Like Jigsaw Weird cheeks Big lips Strange… Full stop You look like a person Like someone loved Who also loves You look like a mom Like a girlfriend A daughter, A friend You look like the lady Who puts…
I’ve been going to the laundromat lately just for kicks and giggles… and because I gave my daughter my washer and dryer… and I really enjoy it. So it doesn’t take long. I can people watch. And it’s one of the only times during the day I can just sit and do nothing. So many…
They told me I couldn’t do it. They screamed at me when I tried. They laughed when I began succeeding. And they found reasons to hate me when I actually accomplished it. It took a long time to realize I didn’t need their encouragement to succeed. I wanted it. I strived for it. But in…
Life is unpredictable. If we know anything it’s that. We don’t get to decide who we are born to, where we are born, or what abilities or disabilities we might have. We are all born into an unsolvable puzzle. A maze with walls that move, windows that won’t budge, fences made with wire, wood, stone,…
You’ve been seen as broken and vulnerable As a burden, as emotional, as unreliable As irrational, as unstable, as crazy And all have been true… sometimes But more often than not And I mean far more often You’ve been none of those things People don’t see context They don’t care about situation They see you…
I stepped away from the edge I’d crept up to it for years Wanting to jump or fly or vanish I stopped wanting that at some point But I still stood there… just in case Sometimes the wind blows really hard And I fear that wind How it might do me in And if it…
Do you spend more time inputting or outputting? Absorbing or creating? Is there something you love doing but you’re always far too busy to do it? I’ve been outputting a lot. At work, with art, with parenting, and thankfully by boyfriend reminds me to input. I listen to books all day long so I feel…
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