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When the Growing Pains Subside
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Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
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Red
Red is the blood dancing through me and orange is my sunset.
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“We Are Your Revelation”
Sexual abuse, trauma; Leaves physical scars Too deep to ever leave.
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Alabaster Possibilities
I kneel beside a flower. She is starting to die. I hold her lovingly as her petals cry.
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Swaddle Your Heart
Child, they said, this hurts me
More than it hurts you. No.
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Nature and Love Are Crucial To My Mental Health
I wonder what happens when one walks into the sea?
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My Mother Didn’t Want Me Calling Boys So I Wouldn’t Look Like a Slut
Mama spends the next hour telling me that men are shit. If I carry one thing into my adult life I better take this one, Mama rants on. Her voice fades into the distance as it has come to do when she begins to lecture.
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I Fasted For 2 Days. Here’s What Happened.
I Fasted For 2 Days. Here’s What Happened.
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Abuse Is Not Just “Being Harsh”
Harsh, that's what my mother's generation called verbal abuse. Harshness. Harsh meant you could be spoken to however the adult wished.
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Why You Should Think Twice Before Collaborating
In my twenty plus years of writing and creating art, I have rarely collaborated with other creatives. I enjoy being a stand alone, independent creative. Experience had also taught me some harsh lessons in regard to collaberating.
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