My heart aches love for you.
Personal Journal
Becoming
Decorate yourself from the inside out.
Dry Fog of Oblivion
after seven years of severe perimenopause
i am 95% no longer the person i used to be
and don’t even feel like a woman anymore
just a meltdown mutant shellshocked blob
of stress, desiccation, emotion, exhaustion
Envenom
Lessons from jealousy and anger: sometimes the
Shortages
DEPRESSION
cuts supply lines
to the hopeful
part of the brain
Sharing secrets
True love is letting someone else eat from the carton of ice cream you keep hidden in the back of the freezer.
Mama-kisses
A mother’s kiss lovingly forgives the past, present, and future.
Cycles
Death recycles life
Life recycles death
Changeup
We need rests called naps
and rests called play,
We need little moving rests
called getting away.
Vertigo
i think my body
is afraid of heights
because my mind
is already always
too dangerously
close to the edge
Mindfield
Worry is my worst enemy — an enemy I unleash upon myself.
Reasonless
there’s no reason
grief and hope
can’t be friends
Be light
Laughter is a feather. Anger is a brick.