Look, the way I see you is… flashes of lightning. storm clouds. thunder breaking up an otherwise silent night. one that heralded the birth of religions. one that the throne was absconded over for the love of a woman. If I could bottle you… the shallow grave of emeralds waiting to be found like randomly […]
Ocean wisdom: She said, every day, welcome the world to your heart like a sandy beach, and every night wash it clean again. She said, Let go. She said, You don’t have to worry about pending tsunamis anymore because you’re not swimming. You are the waves. She said, You’re asking the wrong questions: It’s not […]
Can you even imagine what it would be like if we met now? What my glass of milky midnight could do to the ice in your igloo? We’d be like a force field, us against the baddies, Kylo and Ren, but then, I probably wouldn’t understand that reference. God, we would fucking ravage each other, […]
I think I’m what you want, until I see what you really want. The Perfect DaughterTM. How do I let go of this ideal that doesn’t even exist? How do I keep existing when my family makes it feel like I don’t? If I could I would burst into flame, crackling like bay leaves laced […]
Honey, there are some seeds that need fire to germinate. (You’re one of them.) And this is the part where you let the flames bathe you. Let them ignite your soul, melt your resin, release your seeds. Let the smoke break your dormancy. This is a wildfire, but it isn’t the end. For some of […]
Could barely sleep last night with the almost full moon glowing in my window and conversations from new podcast episodes swirling around my head. I joke that writing the show notes for this podcast takes twice as long as usual because I have to keep whipping out my journal to write what comes up for […]
I am brave enough to say yes to this. I’ve been sprinting away from it for 13 months. 13 moons and on Friday the 13th I was finally made to stop. To turn around. To face this. To face my shame. To dance in front of strangers who are unable to look away, who burst […]
And just like that from the darkest ashes… a spark. A flicker. The shining opalescence of a translucent thread in the dark… See, there was this movie I remember from when I was little, watching it in the living room of my grandparents’ house, a little girl following the shining light beaming out of a ring. […]
Sometimes I feel like I could do anything. Like the pavement was expressly made for the soles of my feet or the evening air solely for my lungs to ingest. I look for glitches Distorted pixels A cloned pattern across the sky To tell me this isn’t real, except for the fact it’s my simulation […]