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Invisible. {poetry}

My invisible disability has slowly erased my social identity and I can hate you for your narcissism or lack of compassion but I don’t have the energy

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When You Are Friends with Grief. {poetry}

You sit down with grief You explain you need to understand You want to be friends Grief accepts It explains, You never will be the same

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The Best Way to Honor the Dead Is to Live. {poetry}

Darling, live well If we should die tonight, let the world know our voices rang out To sing all the words to all the songs that left their marks in our hearts

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Integration. {poetry}

Yes, you always won on your own terms, but on their playing field... You allowed yourself to be co-opted into their reality; winning at the wrong game means losing 'you'.

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My Story: A Metanarrative. {poetry}

Stories sustain us and guide us through the different times in our lives -- seminal events that inspire a web of support through story -- births, illnesses, deaths, first loves, weddings, divorces.

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Your Hands. {poetry}

Our hands touched, I felt something, life came through, I felt moments, I was alive, I felt life, fingers traced skin, moments lived on, the void was filled

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Call Me by My Name: Musings on the Goddess. {poetry}

Call me by my birthright that is power. Call me by the angel’s song Call me by the saints on their knees at my conception.

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The Gift of Your Genius. {poetry}

I just wish you knew the rest of us were there too, in the caves, up the trees, in the holes in the ground, in the shadow of our own genius.

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I Paint Your Life with Words. {poetry}

I may never see you again, never know your name, but this day, I take you home with me, and you, the stranger, becomes a part of me embedded into the life I paint.

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I Want Red. {poetry}

A red that has no use in being a mentor but rather an overseer hidden between the layers of each of my realities a red that is a fantasy yet oh-so-real.

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