I am rising. So the people in my circle must be warriors. To be close to me one must contain and maintain the passion to fight for me just as I adhere myself close to you. I will go to battle to protect you. My army is small, yet impenetrable. Everyone outside of it is … Continue reading Does Your Tribe Consist Of Warriors?
What does my face Look like when I cry? Un-pretty, swollen Blood red eyes. I am five again, And he is bigger Than a mountain. I am vulnerably In blood shame. I am a little girl Naive and helpless, But I am not her Not anymore, So how do I Let her go? She is … Continue reading Blood Shame