How did I get here? This body. It is stretched, curved and elongated in ways I don’t understand. I see the silhouette of the body I now have but even that I can not stand. Squish, squeeze, tug, pull, cover, hide but I still know inside. I am not what you see. How did IContinue reading “How”
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She is beautiful. Very pretty. Did you hear she is athletic too? No, I thought she was a brainiac. Just really smart and pretty. She doesn’t talk much hu? No. Look at her posture she sits straight up. How is it that she looks like a porcelain doll? So, flawless. I wonder what she thinksContinue reading “Unknown”
Thank you all for coming tonight. I know you. Would have much preferred to sit at home, in your favorite couch and with a book. As most of us would want. Yet, you are here. Let’s raise our glass to you. Our success is in the minds of each one of us. Cling – clingContinue reading “Toast”
Can I ?
Reoccurring thoughts playing in my head. Broken records suddenly being pieced together. One by one with the dollar store hot glue. Hoping that at least they can look good. Can I just be honest? May I be myself. That genuine, raw, bare, naked and blunt self. Can I just grow into who I am.. CanContinue reading “Can I ?”