The repetition is good for meThe repetition is good for me, likea mantra. And the soft cleansing strikes remembrance in my heart. The dwelling of my heart has been besieged, with deliberation. Break. Respool want, unthreaded from need. There is care to be taken, and themotions are for more than going through. Be in. Be here. The repetitionis good for me. In… Continue reading In Truth
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New Orbit
I am imagining what it would be like to have a badly-behaved celebrity-style meltdown, smashing chairs and windows, my blood stream coursing with destructive chemicals. Only not the artificially introduced kind. Rather, the kind that my own disordered brain produces. I imagine how satisfying it might momentarily feel to give into the feelings of rage,… Continue reading New Orbit
One of Those
I long to be one of those women with the flawless fingernails. I can’t help but make assumptions based on their perfectly smooth cuticles, trimmed and even —a self-reflective metaphor. Unchipped, jewel tone paint colors, themed perfectly to outfit or occasion. I bet these women also have their beds made daily, and have appropriate resources… Continue reading One of Those