Reflection By: LuvMiFreely (Hour 17) You are an inspiration because you carry strength on your sleeve even when the load is heavy, you don’t let that doesn’t stop you. You don’t let the world  dictate your movement, nor how you feel. You live authentically, riding…

Atom to Atom after Natalie Diaz   I am begging:  Let me be invisible  but not lonely.  Let this body fade  into the night  until I am but an atom somewhere out there  floating toward the stars but let there be  atoms that love me …

CONTENT WARNING: S**c!de & mental health   SILHOUETTE OF TWO FIGURES IN THE FOG   so we take a jumping off point with an image of a bridge there was a time when I would have walked off for the familiarity that’s some dark humor…

Intuition   There is something  lingering in the space between my hips that feels a lot like certainty.    I’ve trained my body to act on intuition but never has it been like this,  this positive reaction at your sauntering confidence.    Darling, let me…

Prompt for Hour Seventeen   Books and people are nearly the same. Books just like people have lots they can claim.   Turning a page is like asking a question. A person like a book has a secret confession.   Reading a book’s like listening…

The church bell smothers the chirping each morning, dangling sounds hang: droplets in the air Fleeting waves of tranquility hit the badgered soul, transmitting a frequency beyond the holy reach The quiver in the throat, the silence of the eyes fade into eternity As one…

Content warning: sex Having sex with a Psychopath was not like the movies I had always imagined licking the tip of fear, dancing in handcuffs until one of us slits a throat. I had always imagined blood and an edge, a severed head and a…

“I stopped thinking about extreme grief as the sole vehicle for great art when the grief started to take people with it.” – Hanif Abdurraqib   I once located my creativity In the epicenter of a profound And unnamed pain Of course, others assigned labels…

I remember, a massive and lethargic woman, I left her alone.   Today, I like her, I think she’s lovely.   Tomorrow, I will be far away, I will miss looking at her.   So Now, I wouldn’t ask for much, I just want her….

(for hour 17)     Balancing   A kind woman in my MeWe homesteading group said, “I don’t have to pull all the weeds, just the weed in front of me.” Her words in reverse on a black computer monitor resonated deeply within me, vibrating…