Lessons Learned

Itchy blue afghan, full of holes. Dropped over my tiny body, wrapped tight. No explanation, no conversation. Strange house, strange hands, hushed voices. Alone.Observation. Dappled light of gold, pouring through green leaves. The air cool and sweet with a faint hint of sulfur. The high waters of the creek bubbling and splashing loudly. Spring in …

Paradise

A warm caress across cheek and shoulder The brush of silk against thigh A slow, steady climb, imbalanced and scary Beauty burned into the eyes, etching a ghost of the image onto the mind Dark shadows, alluring Desire, a resting place Chest heaving with breath The faint taste of salt on the lips Skin hot …

Relief (a childhood memory)

The sick in her stomach splashed in the back of her mouth. She knew what was coming wouldn't be good. As she stepped out o the white rock where the bus turned around and started the long walk up the mountain road her eyes scanned the creek bank. Her mind flashed between thoughts of turning …

Self Destruction

Low, hollow ache deep in my chest Gray-green muck, crawling in my veins Whispered screams reverberating inside me Bile rising over my tongue as I swallow my razors Slicing away my progress, numbing my fear Trembling fingers mindlessly repeating an endless cycle A tasteless, joyless victory Failure, a protective cloak From a reality unbearable Stripping …

COACH

With eyes that see each weaknessBut reveal strengthRecognize each person's struggleUnderstanding the root is not in the gymWith hands that guide and pushBut are quick to hold and clapEven in the midst of struggleReaching out with heartA heart that is fragile, like fine chinaDelicate and whisper thinArmored in bands and platesSweats and kicksOn feet that …

Any Day the Meds are Working is a Good Day

I want to preface this by saying I Love My Husband. I am stating this with that statement because anytime I have opened up about this subject in the past I have been roasted by people telling me that I am the lowest of low and I should leave him instead of trapping him in …

curve

They talk about a learning curve An arc of behavior change Tiny minute adjustments we make that change our trajectory I understand that everyone has this curve It is a normal process of life But how many find they have curved too far How many are fighting centripetal force to change their curve Reroute their …

Are You a Hat Person?

I love hats. I can easily spend an hour in a store. squealing in delight, trying them on, and checking out all their angles. When I first lift that hat from the shelf my mind fills with possibilities. I see myself, a wind swept beach, a book. and an oversize straw brim shading my face …

friends

I've sat on the floor, against my door, tears in my eyes, my father dead on the other side My phone rings, that needy friend needing things Two words ended the conversation, I can't, followed by a bitch and cessation She didn't ask why, she didn't hear me cry, no need to say bye Twenty …

To Reboot Page Click Refresh

I want to turn off the world I want to flip the switch I can't read one more headline Or hear about one more sitch   People make me sick Seeing all the things they say On posts about immigrants, Women's rights, or kids that are gay   When did this become okay To shout …