Meet me at the place where your love for yourself slightly outweighs your love for your family and me for sour and spicy things for drawing and ways to escape Meet me with eyes and no words where we know that we’re heard honestly without shame this is not a fucking game but the ball is fully in your … Continue reading
I am conscious of my body and the things it is capable of Which is everything I choose so I decide and decipher what my soul is tied to and which paths will be left untrodden Because at night I always walk alone A blast of swirling questions fear and judgement rain down but I … Continue reading
I was reorganizing in the kitchen today and found Patrick’s food mill… Over half of the food that ever went into his body was made by my hands with it. He loved sweet potatoes- I used to call him my little sweet potato, especially after letting him touch/explore what was left after eating. (aka: wipe … Continue reading
Whoa, there. Somehow, my Facebook page has almost 400 new likes since last night- I’m always curious how that comes about. Err… Let me just straighten my glasses and smooth my pajama pants, here. Ahem. Must there always be more audience when I’m about to say something boring and personal? *Sigh* Lessons in Vulnerability it … Continue reading
