This is an excerpt from a journal entry two weeks after my mother died, October 2013. I haven’t found the right mindset to write an original piece so for now…enjoy this philosophical piece on death and essence. “I wanted to expand upon the thought exercise I just completed, but fatigue and a hectic schedule won […]
When she thought that life could not get worse, it did. Nessie moved to Mississippi into the white house. At thirteen and a new school, life became complicated. She started her period, her stepdad taught her how to use and insert tampons. She realized she needed to start shaving, her stepdad insisted sitting in the […]
We lived in a pink-colored house on a corner lot of a dead end street in Florida. Just a home of many homes we frequently moved into. The most secluded side of the house hid my secret joy, my sunflower ‘garden’. The elementary school I was attending taught me how to plant flowers, what seeds […]
Coeval gods in our own little space I was your modern day Gaea, your love, your escape You were my Primeval god, Ouranos, to nurture and to hold We were both born of black chaos, two beings, extolled! We danced among volcanoes, and danced in the river You were naturally the taker, and I…the giver […]
There are two significant events in my life that altered me. The first, I was perhaps I don’t know, 9 or 10 maybe? Anyway, living in Mississippi in a trailer home turned house with unfinished walls out in the country. Stepdad is a truck driver, comes home drunk after a smoky evening at the local […]
Here is a sour dose of truth, as bitter as cherry cough syrup…I am not real. I wear many hats in my life to play many roles – friend, lover, dog mom, caretaker, student, citizen, teacher, sister, daughter – I do what others do, eat breakfast, go to the gym, walk the dog, listen in […]
2016 – She sat impatiently on the edge of the metal grey fold up chair attempting to catch a loose strand of strawberry-blonde hair that caught the passing breeze. It was a typical hot Florida summer afternoon and the lack of shadows across the field left the bridge of her nose dewy with a layer […]
I normally use my blog to express myself in poetry and abstract ways, but…I guess today will be an actual journal entry. I am trying to distract my mind from turning to food, I am stressed, and, well…I am a stress eater. Food is the first thing I think about, it’s the first thing I […]
I’ve not been inspired to write I’ve been inspired to feel but how does one progress when that feeling’s real?
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