Reminder to Myself: When I Am Thankful for Something Each Day. {poetry}
Remember being gripped by the riptide, the sudden panic when it seemed Neptune’s net was mightier than your mortal self, then the sharp realization.
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Shedding Adolescence: Don’t Forget the Days When Your Hands Shook.
People slow down and tune in when you speak. Your words are spoken with intent, the eyes of your enraptured listeners a mark you never miss.
Where Am I When She Calls? {poetry}
Where am I when my mother finds my father on the kitchen floor? Why does this girl with her face painted white want me to kiss her clean?
My Body Likes It When I Listen.
I know how I have cried, and cursed this body. I know how, when I got my period for the first time, I shut myself in a room and cried, saying "I hate this!"
When You Land Safe. {poetry}
It’s all about what happens
when we give ourselves
Heart, mind, body and soul
to another person
The falling-in-love thing