Grieving Through the Body

I know grieving is for the ones left behind, but I gotta get the pain out, bro and right now, I can only cry it out like I used to, pouring it out in small novella text convos.

When Sorrow Comes Home

So much they don’t know, like: How I do numeric license plate Reduction to get through traffic; How I count my breaths In grocery store lines to Stay in control of an Agoraphobic mind, or How my ear buzzes when Sound is too loud, and I cannot hear my own volume So my voice elevates … Continue reading When Sorrow Comes Home

“I’m Kind Of a Big Deal: We’re Talking Cover-up”

Collage Book by Vennie Kocsis Collage art is a medium which I feel most in harmony with. For me, it’s akin to throwing runes and letting the story emerge on its own. I picked up some outdated pocket planners from Half Price Books to up-cycle into new books. Below is a time-lapse video of my … Continue reading “I’m Kind Of a Big Deal: We’re Talking Cover-up”

The Day I Disappeared

Click to Listen to the Spoken Version: https://anchor.fm/e/99f7a0?at=2202210 The day I disappeared and Became invisible Was the moment I became invincible. I got lost inside The existence of my absence. I lost my laughter, Which had Trickled in moments Of hopelessness, So I could feel and Deal with the real. I disappeared and It brought … Continue reading The Day I Disappeared

Child Abuse Injuries

These are the days when my childhood haunts me; when my hips ache like they've been beaten with a mallet; when my neck goes tight all the way down to my lower back, and the irritation sits deep in my throat. These are the days I hold private, away from the possibilities of careless minds. … Continue reading Child Abuse Injuries