(Un)Worthy [poetry]
Poetry musings about how I was conditioned by my mother and family to belive that being fat means one is unworthy of love.
Read MoreWriter, Artist, and Recovering 80s Hair Spray Addict
Poetry musings about how I was conditioned by my mother and family to belive that being fat means one is unworthy of love.
Read MoreOver the course the past week, along with just about losing my mind, I’ve almost felt like giving up, giving in and snapping. This is the result of too many things being piled on all at once from work and my car breaking down – then being told by the mechanics my car is a deathtrap. Add onto that crap, dealing with a leaky ceiling in my apartment and having slumlords for property management. Come to think of it that’s the least of my worries at this point. Welcome to the first shit storm…
Read MoreClear your mind. Clear your thoughts. Writing is my own form of meditation. I’m in love with Dirty Chai. I love chai tea as it is, but a chai with espresso – it is a caffeinated one-two punch of savory flavor. This is my new fave “go juice”. I love this coffeehouse. I love this town. I love sitting here writing. I love that when I’m in here my iPhone gets absolutely no reception and I end up with “no service”. Self-imposed silent time with no disturbing distractions from technology and…
Read More