WHEN THE SEQUINS FALL

I’ve been thinking a bunch about the last decade of my life. Much of it was captured right here on this blog. I’ve been absent lately. Life just had a way of demanding my attention. Holding me accountable. Changing me. Healing me. And as I look at the things I’ve written… I barely recognize this…

BLACKOUT

I used to blackout when I drank. Not always but quite often. Blackout doesn’t mean you act any differently than your inebriated self would act. It just means you won’t remember what you did, what you said, or where you went. Your memory was too drunk to record. Therefore, no memory. Swimming motion Blurs the…

#BeReal – RAYMOND BAXTER

My #BeReal guest today is Raymond Baxter. The events in my life that broke me Well. This is my story. A special thanks to the #BeReal series for letting me publish this. I’ll also link to Darla Halyk for giving me the confidence to write this post. For helping me to make the decision to finally admit…

EMPTY GLASS

The smooth surface feels like glass Pressed hard against my wet cheek Shapes dancing just inside memories Behind curtains of shame and regret I see shifting blurs race to and fro Dripping down the canvas of yesterday Stripes that don’t last, or change Bright spots that linger when you blink Peeling itself off the tapestry, alive…