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What to Find at the Bottom
Lean in, my love, for there you will find the magic inside the suffering. Go all the way in and towards it. Run, if you can into the night. Vast hands will hold you even when you can’t feel them through the cold hard surface of illusions of alone. What waits at the bottom is… Continue reading
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Life of a Changeling
I grow and change in the wake of my losses, formed into the one I need by the pounding waves of solitude. I swim in cold waters of reckoning, fresh from the thaw, with a semblance of heat from my heart’s tiny flame flickering with all its might to keep me warm, while glaciers of… Continue reading
Acceptance, Adversity, Biology, Courage, Cycles, Endings, Essential, Fantasy, freeverse, Grief and Loss, growth, ice, nature, New Beginnings, Otherworld, Overcoming, Poetry, Sky, spring, Transformation, water, Worldchangeling, emotions, feelings, grief, Grief and Loss, growth, Hope, loss, mermaid, poem, poetry, shapeshifting, sirene, sorrow, spring, Thaw, Transformation -
Surreality
When days feel so surreal I know I’m not all here. I must have traveled in my sleep or in my last daydream, and part of me didn’t come back. A lighter sheathe of me liked it better without the gravity, in a place with light that never blinds, and nights who are always kind… Continue reading
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I Am Not Human
I am not human. I may look like it on the surface sometimes, but my face changes in certain light and I look different from every angle. Don’t be fooled by my shape: we are not the same underneath our skin. In the depths of my flesh, I am something wild and ancient, something… Continue reading
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The Keeper of Lights
My Angel found me just in time to get me ready to go. He gives me a safe place to leave my skin behind and grow a new one; Put on light instead of all this iron. For who can be content in a metal cast, so heavy so no one can ever see who… Continue reading
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Mirror Pool
You try so hard that it shows in the blooms of effort beneath your clothes. What disillusionment comes when we finally understand what it means that everything bleeds. And when our parents told us there were no such things as ghosts, it was only because they couldn’t see their frost on the windows; Their tears… Continue reading
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About Me
I wrote my first story when I was a wee girl of three, followed by my first poem when I was eight. I’ve been writing ever since as a way to cope with life. This practice evolved with learning in both structured settings and through the practice, itself. In my own healing crisis, I found a process I affectionately refer to as Poetic Alchemy. Now on the journey of getting my life back, I do this not only for myself but for you.
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