She was a stunning one, wasn’t she? Her skin just dripped of glory. Behind her steps she left a trail of many men adoring. Her milky hands were as fragile as tears, she handled them like lace. Her smile was radiant, her laugh was contagious,…

hate is such a powerful feeling I can barely put it into words to confess would be a crime I realize that much but the anger I feel towards you is about to flood from the dam give me a kiss and I’ll give you…

i’d love to stand still for awhile, take a leave of absence from life and not do a thing. not even think, or wonder. just be, a little while. a few years, a couple of decades, the rest of my life.

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Close my eyes and concentrate Concentrate on nothing But my breathing   Really focus on my breathing Is it too fast, too slow? Does it seem shallow?   It flows in an out, rhythmic Focus on the movement It’s too fast, I hyperventilate   Meditation,…

i tried to look the other way, but I sat still, not in a good at peace way, but in pure disgust, for myself, because I was so tired of dealing with them, the bodies that wondered earth, big, small, every functioning thing that turned…

Short or big Fat or small White, black or brown I love them all From potty training nightmare to chewing on the wall From shedding furry hair to spilling food on the floor Each has their own unique personality A friendship here on earth and…

here i am here i stand the product of three lands no ancestors to guide me like salmon bred in hatcheries and carried to the ocean i have no guides, no memories of how i came to be here only a vague sense of home…

I wish you would get better I can’t bear to see you fall I can sense it in the weather in the wind I hear your call I wish you could be with me say hello to summer daydreams say goodbye to hopeless fantasies in…

I remember the feelings of joy and relief when you were born Perfect little body with big eyes staring in wonder at your new world I remember the feeling of panic that struck me when I was first pregnant How would I cope without “me”…