Beaded threads of watery light They’re said to be messengers of afterlife She’d dawn if you hold on Grasping scattered miles wrapped carelessly in an old towel on The front seat Front Street Of a you Hauling painful past regrets through toll booths of payment due Which can never be repaid The sherif come With…Read more Shine
resilience
Hopefully Devoting
This morning's devotion: Healing; My body responds to the flow of divine energy within me. For just as the Father has life in him, so he has granted the Son also to have life.-John 5:26 The best part was it spoke to last nights prayers, almost verbatim. I prayed to live safely, normally, peacefully in a…Read more Hopefully Devoting
Parched
Beyond the complacent Sure Of ate billion hearts Surrendering footholds on a dormant doormat Removing egos and shoes There's still a better way you persist to resist Pushing on, pressing in, holding out Sea legs and gulls Brine the flightless bird, submissively begging for Release This cup from me The fountain both empty and overflowing…Read more Parched
Leap
Privy points of view Secure ledges A flying buttress Soaring higher than required effortless, easy So sharp, crisp, unfuctwith Casual confidence, pairs well with pressed slack, Breathing room The kind unavailable in a single unit A chipper pep talk, peppered with Advice You've never had to swallow Listen to the expert tell you about…Read more Leap
Flock
Flock. We find our way back together; birds fish, sheepish nests, wool and air Once upon a while I wasn't there. It's good to die in that sense Egos waffle, wax and wain We only need to worry about the rocks in our box, bag, wagon Keep climbing And what we see each time we…Read more Flock
Witness
It's considered socially commendable to talk about your status as a war veteran, being the survivor of a natural disaster, shark attack or your amazing weight loss journey. People wildly applaud your bravery as you stand on farming equipment in your underpants getting weighed on national television. Lots of circumstances and challenges now come with campaigns,…Read more Witness
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She'd shake me awake in the dark. Not bothering to shower, I'd twist my hair into a bun and follow her to the car. The women in my mother's family all worked in some kind of nursing capacity. They also share a painful legacy of miscarriages. My initial aversion to bodily fluids and human…Read more More
More or Less
The recipe was complex. It wasn't the product of any single ingredient; chaotic poverty, violent neighborhoods, a biological rejection of breast milk, my father's drinking, a decade of sexual abuse, ballet, track, modeling, cheerleading, gymnastics, being the smart, good, catholic girl who could babysit, clean, cook, say helpful things, the girl who got beat…Read more More or Less
Full
Florida (New Years 2014) Coming to the end of this year has instead brought me to the beginning, where everything had to start over from nothing. Life is beautifully cyclical this way as I would learn a few short weeks ago parked at a stop light in a snow storm, when a strangers car…Read more Full
The Perfect Storm
To get out of the projects, my parents moved us into a partially condemned apartment building with faulty electricity and no running hot water. It was a relief and discomfort at the same time; you a lose a network, a sense of rank and familiarity when you go someplace new. I could anticipate the violence…Read more The Perfect Storm
Born in Providence 