They say 13 is an unlucky number, always avoided and missed, so my giant can’t find shoes to fit with enough room to exist.Too much reverence for the feminine to be contained in a size that’s tame enough for men to feel safe. Thirteen inches breaks the ruler, and 13 skiesare too much for tiny … More Giant Shoes
Always when I think of what could have been if I had only behaved, I follow the stream to the blackest sea, toxic to the touch.I got some on my skin once, and it found my heart and made a hole to fill. Only darkness can live there for a spell, and it seems to … More A Memory of Light
Some scars never soften or fade. They maintain a stronghold until they build a life of their own, binding pieces closer together than they were ever meant to be, making a sticky web so thick no part of you can break free. A promise of safety that is really a lie, but the wounds don’t want to be … More The Secret Life of Scars
Saturn’s girl never touched the earth because it was too heavy and she’d loose her wings. Until one day she heard the crying and forgot nothing is what it seems.Tears make streams that look like Angels’ wings when they reflect the clouds.She only wandered towards the sound, to touch the sadness and make it better some … More Incarnation
I can feel your aching in my bones and deep beneath my skin, in the place we all know but cannot name. I see you. Those with mounting loss that never relents, pieces of you taken slowly over time like a pickax on stone to make a cliff. Or all at once like a bomb … More Journey of a Geode
My scars are remnants of stars who tore across the sky to open my eyes. For sleeping too much makes the night too long, and everyone needs the hope of another dawn after darkness reigns. Else we be tempted to believe pain and suffering is all there is; that struggle is how we are meant … More Golden Wounds
Time is truly zooming by like it can travel at the speed of light and was just holding out on us. Like Time was waiting to see if we’d believe it, and cracked up laughing when we did. We thought we had more than enough time to squander on things that don’t make our hearts sing. … More The Speed of Light
Sometimes life feels wrong in every way.Discouragement and dwindling hope are like pieces that are too big for the puzzle, so they just take up space with no consideration to the garish view. And those clunky jagged things become the sun and sky.Meanwhile so many of us are in the same boat that the boat … More The Missing Melody
I cannot be an untamed wind, whipping others about without a soft place to land, especially when legs are barely strong enough to stand. When you tremble in your shoes and have so much to lose, you cannot open your hands to let go or to hold on when all the silken petals are gone … More Tame the Wind
Is this some great hollowing? Is this how I’m to be made empty? To become one with the void? Every time I think I’m close to making peace with my circumstances, the black veil returns to shroud the world in my eyes by dimming the sky. Some say it’s hard to see in greyscale, but … More Heart Light
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