Taking a break from social media. I've been thinking about it for a long time and finally decided it was the right thing to do. I've taken small breaks here and there over the years but had convinced myself that I NEEDED it to further my writing career and stay up to date with friends … Continue reading Social Media Break
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Get Some Rest
Hands raised,No fight left in this particular battle,Because you hide beneath the surface.I’ve dulled knives digging,Skinning myself like a rabbit,Only to find flesh sensitive to wind and touch,Still, you rear your vile head, Poisoning me and others.I shun, I beg, I curse and rip your rotten roots but it’s too lateand back you go into … Continue reading Get Some Rest
Get In Get Out
I sharpened them just for you,Cat clawing from the barrel only to reach the impenetrable layer. Back to the bottom,Hollow and damp, Harvest light cracking through the seams and I can smell and feel the other side despite being contained. I shaped the wind,Wrapping it tightly around my oppressor,I shook the earth with might,I shattered … Continue reading Get In Get Out
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Removed but close enough,Heart tightening for what's to come,Making me question where we end and another begins,This God, weaved like fabric into every inch. This is how we learn the lessons of strangers,And you are anything but, Because I see you,In your wildflowers resembling spilled paint,In the wind that rolls through with the right words,In the … Continue reading …
Leakey, Texas
Leakey, Texas.Thinking of you in these hills,Sisters barefoot and isolated,Only the trees lending an ear to your exceptionally curious minds,My own heart healing while honoring my unconditional love for you,And you.
Stay Still, Don’t Spill
Stay still, don’t spill,How many hours of different ceilings I’ve stared I couldn’t say,Body straight, you travel,burning, reminding. Don’t be upset,Don’t get anxious,Because like an ear to train tracks,It listens, It scouts, they vibrate.Like a conductor in symphony,It points, it waves, they play. My bittersweet reminders,How many must I have?Through pain and challenged vanity,I SLOW,I … Continue reading Stay Still, Don’t Spill
Let it Rest
I took you out and admired your "so-called" perfection,Brand new, vibrant,I was curious and excited about all the places we could go,All the memories we could make, But everything new gets old,And it's the endurance, The aged authenticity that makes us grow in our relationships with ourselves and others,And while I aged with scars and … Continue reading Let it Rest
Static
They came to visit last night,Not the first and never the last.Uninvited,Frantic with stillness.Living in between worlds,And demanding I do the same.“Wake up.” They whisper.“I’m fucking tired, leave me alone.” I command.And as always, they retreat back into the walls waiting for their next opportunity to share a story that I couldn't care less about,At … Continue reading Static
The American McHealing Journey
A competition, A time frame,An end. “Heal, motherfucker!” A strong arm,An ultimatum,An empty pocket. “I’m healed!” A right of passage,An ego,An expert. “Step right up! I’ll be your shaman for $1000.”
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 