There is something I need to say about this place where I live Not the structure that protects my head from rain This body, my living frame that I live in each day It follows me everywhere that I go It is broken and tattered,…
Category: Miscellaneous
INSULIN RESISTANCE
This is what happens when you let yourself go greasy fries and Coca Cola processed foot saturated fat sugars -that’s what they judge when they see you not the hours at the gym sweat, tears, menu restrictions visible torture summarized by two words: insulin…
The Girl Who is Left Wild (Hour Twenty)
The girl who is left wild, As she should be, And not tamed, Will freely follow her Fox and her Bear, Wherever they may lead, For they know exactly where she needs to go. A girl who is left wild and not tamed Will trust…
SPEED DATING
I’d like to invent a speed dating event for doctors. I don’t have the time or the energy or the interest to invest in the horde who only want me for my money who, like the true mysoginists they are, say I’m making…
BODY ISSUES
My body is a liar it’s a cheating hoe that never listens when I give it compliments never logs my dairy/wheat/sugar free menu My body is a liar its a dealer gone dirty that won’t give me insulin though I’m dying. My body…
PCOS: CLEAN EATING
I’m free from bonds of addiction from bonds of guilt from fun accoutrements that make a meal a festivity. I’m free dairy free wheat free sugar free I define myself by the things I miss but I call it freedom.
Her House
She watched As new life appeared In the old dead house She watched As the couple held hand Looking fondly at their children She watched As siblings giggled Fighting yet united She watched As they made her home Their home She watched As the husband…
Goldilocks to school
Kevin looked out the window The little blonde lass bounced away to her nursery school Her little green skirt swirling around her chubby legs Her blonde hair tucked under a red cap Snug in her red jersey But he saw little goldilocks Straddling away with…
PCOS: SWELLING
My body of water is the Pacific a fluid flow expands, recedes a tide of discomfort too small, too big for one pair of jeans.
Doctrine
I don’t believe in the god in the box cramped by corners of predestination elbow room cut by eschatology hemmed by rafters splintering doctrine God’s expanse is bigger than your belief or your forked tongue of unbelief and his ness is beyond accredited…