The shortest month of the year is just about over. When you’ve been thrown away and flicked aside without a lick of care by the person you were spending your life with – “getting over it” is not a simple template to follow. There isn’t a period of standard sadness that it’s over. You don’t... Continue Reading →
She will share your bed in the tent I bought for us, at the festival we based our wedding on, in the sacred space that you used to say was reserved for me. While you wear one of the many shirts I bought you with the jeans that I showed you how to wear, Swap me... Continue Reading →
Maybe things need to die, fall or break off to let the new, stronger pieces grow. To let them come in. To make space. And the other pieces are dead, just dead. They can't re-grow. They can't live again. They'll eventually turn to dust. And be nothing. The new pieces will be in their place,... Continue Reading →
"Perhaps there is no solid obstacle except our own need to protect ourselves from being touched. Maybe the only enemy is that we don't like the way reality is now and therefore wish it would go away fast....if we run a hundred miles an hour to the other end of the continent in order to... Continue Reading →
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