I told you that I loved you ten thousand times with my eyes before it fell from my lips How I’ve suffered without words or touch from yours But I’ve lived and I’ve made do constructed a life to live without you and I even thought it could work until I realized holding space for … Continue reading
Tag Archives: self care
personal crap / poetry / progress / self care
The Artist
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
abortion / feminism / grief / LGBT / patriarchy / personal crap / poetry / poetry / progress / self care / women / women's rights / women's rights
Auto.no.me
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
Parenting Privilege
There was a post going around a while ago on how having or being a stay at home parent isn’t a luxury and I agree: the word you’re looking for there is privilege. To even be a part of that conversation presumes the privilege of having a two-parent household to begin with. Having a spouse … Continue reading
life cycles / love / personal crap / poetry / progress
Downhill
I used to think that all downhill from here was a good thing stomach butterflies the careful letting go it’s own reward after the climb because I let myself forget now that it’s been some time about looking over and realizing I’m alone full speed the mountain still before me but now I remember about … Continue reading
Lessons in Vulnerability
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
