Unplanned adventure. My therapist has been challenging me to expand my definition of what it means to nourish myself at the intersection of ed recovery, pursuing my publishing dreams and living during a pandemic. We aim high. She’s amazing. A huge part of how I got out from where I started was mastering the art…Read more Nourished
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Feeling Right
Many of us are asking ourselves if it's ok to feel a sense of vindication, even celebration, that certain people got some bad news this week. As a licensed clinician and survivor of complex trauma, I thought I'd share some insights about what's happening. When someone's behaved in ways that recklessly demolished the hopes, dreams,…Read more Feeling Right
Consider It
How do we end poverty? Those in power must first be willing to acknowledge their unearned privilege. Then, they must be willing to share by dismantling the systems they run which only work to their advantage. I know. It's a lot to ask. And super overwhelming. I mean, what's a guy or gal to do when…Read more Consider It
Death of a Dream Journal
Cratered Lake and pot-holed The soul-hungry collective stalked empty mauls Hollow cases Echoed cries of the old normal We should have never been Taking as opposed to giving or sheltering tree Bitten Stung Strung out How should love be? A nearby wedding Featuring meth addicted bested men Filled the former foyers of Wall Street With…Read more Death of a Dream Journal
Breaking Free
What do Western Capitalism , The Social Contract, Hotel California and our families all have in common? They're dysfunctional prisons. Well technically, one is a song but the good news is, there is a way out. Systemic oppression is alive and well and always has been. It's just become more blatantly obvious since the invention…Read more Breaking Free
Venus
Say What you will With only means To take A rake to the bottom of the sea's soul Cutting through silt and coral To slit the ocean wide Gently bleeding, gilded girls Whale Stuffing the metal fist with clam shells How we long and weight To breathe Pliant prying Poke and prod I said no…Read more Venus
Music Therapy
Well the pressure's down, the boss ain't here He's gone North, for a while They say that vanity got the best of him But he sure left here in style By the way, that's a cute hat And that smile's so hard to resist But what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like…Read more Music Therapy
The Death of Common Sense
Inspired by current events. Please remember, I am a French mutt. This is how I amuse myself. It also felt more effective than attempting to fight eternal and obtuse human ignorance with all my smart, frequently overlooked, overtly futile and eternally hopeless words. fin~
Bluefish
One fish to fish Hook Hooker Bait Line and sink her Red fish Blue fish The bass drowns out The invisible shadow of a shivering minnow Dripping in silence outside the door Paralyzed screams Tapping gently for entrance Crushed between a string of greasy thumb nails Muted pauses Hold your breath over the bridge Till…Read more Bluefish
