The photons call out in desperation, for the body to pay attention.
When the Photons Call
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Inner Child
Running my fingers over the scars, I close my eyes.
The Ego of Self Induced Terror
They will become entombed within the ancient earth and the wildflowers.
Vennieisms: The Crooked Path
I'm putting life together piece by piece, repurposing what was once mine. I'm no longer the broken, frail girl I used to be.
A Childhood Near Death Experience
This passage from my memoir "Cult Child" discusses a near-death experience I had when I was five years old.
Nighttime Haunts the Muscles
Don’t store the detritus in your body. It will mire down your feet.
A Road-Trip To Somewhere No One Has Ever Been
"I need your assistance," I said to the sky. "I am fatigued."
Needles and Overflowing Sinks
Needles and overflowing sinks to start the week.
It’s Own Vibe
Children bring reminders of so many things.
I Lay Here
your own truth can drive you mad
Vennieisms: January 2022
Vennieims: January 8, 2022 Edition
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