A tapestry of time Woven from the remnants of nursery rhymes, fairy tales, and broken promises of youth Stitched together with wishing stars and skinned knee tears Adorned with baby teeth, skipping stones, fishing line, a handful of jacks and one lost playing card  

Cut loose, new freedoms spring from explosive endings. I’m blind to them such is the chaos, grieving loss, shaken questioning of self, the tumult of new beginnings.  

Suffocated, pressured, pressed, choking, rage that closed me in, shaking, aching, red and raw want to scream, to lash out. So I turned away, toxic ex, toxic biological father, go fuck yourselves. Such a potent phrase, one I wanted to yell in fat, smug, satisfied…

CLIENT: Her mother signs her up for the class and tells us that she was ‘assaulted with words’ at first, this brings to mind swarthy strangers chasing her down the street yelling gibberish ‘Tomato sandwich!’ ‘Abscond!’ ‘Prairie dog cowboy hat!’ angrily as she cries but…

Boys and girls of every age Wouldn’t you rather be something strange? Something mystical and mythical, Something wild they cannot tame? Be wild, child. Take society by the collar And say, “No, I will not. “I will not be your puppet. I will not sit…

I take the path I remember it well Eight of young, still at school with English and Math But even at a young age, she could tell I like playing with dolls of Barbie I like to dance and sing I like to have a…

Past hides future plans. Presents become present. Standing still would be nice. Fast forward. Halt.

White washed wall waiting Bleached, beautiful and borrowed It speaks in blankness

I hear the moth caught in the stickied light trap Unable to cry out in a way that I can hear   But the frantic beating of fluffed wings buffets my heartstrings just as well   I ache for it, feel sorrow that it suffers…

Ten years ago, My head floated like a balloon above everything imagining the best. Ten years ago, my body worked better. It has always felt weighed down. But not like today as it holds me prisoner. Ten years ago, Hope was still in every dream…