Tag: Memories

Words as Rivers, Flow

Early in the morning, I miss you. Those long conversations, me staying up far too late and you, laughing at my tired voice, refusing to fall asleep. How topics, flowing, turning and twisting, like a river down mountains through valleys, sometimes ebbing, slowing, deep… Continue Reading “Words as Rivers, Flow”

As We Close This Year 2021

Dear friends, Here we are again, at the end of another year. For some it was difficult, taxing, and stressful and for some it was new beginnings and personal growth. For me, though I had some personal challenges and a brush with death, I… Continue Reading “As We Close This Year 2021”

Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon

For nineteen years, I was beat and belittled into quiet submission. I was trained to understand I would never measure up. I laughed too loud, I talked too much, I read the wrong things, I didn’t fit in, I didn’t understand my peers. I… Continue Reading “Thoughts on a Windy November Afternoon”

Spiral Artist

I was flying amongst the clouds Floating and one with the salty sea air The breezes ruffling my feathers The sun upon my wings and my beak Turning my head First one eye then the other I spied from high above the oceans swells… Continue Reading “Spiral Artist”

Through The Window

The first time she climbed through my bedroom window in the middle of the night I was ten and she was eight. She didn’t say anything, just clung to me beneath my purple unicorn blanket and quivered. I wrapped my arms around her and… Continue Reading “Through The Window”

Erosion

I hold memories of you like a wave-worn rock nestled in my pocket reaching in, my fingers float along your soft edges /the gentle curves of who you were /who I remember you to be /who we once were I feel your weight a… Continue Reading “Erosion”

Ten Years

Ten years. Damn. It doesn’t feel like ten years. My body remembers. Remembers like it was a few months ago. My chest remembers. The ache. The brokenness. The questions. The tears… oh god, the tears. Somehow it was my fault, I’m sure of it.… Continue Reading “Ten Years”

Grief Held

The loss was so profound So deep So all-encompassing that it Seemed For a time As if the tears would Never End “Will I ever stop crying?” I asked the world in general In poured the platitudes The endearments The empty gestures And then… Continue Reading “Grief Held”

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