Broken.
Our ordinary days. Each one filled with obligations, stress, and hopefully, a moment of laughter. I am of a school of thought that is optimistic, despite heartbreak and disappointment, that we all deserve and are
Artemis.
Chasing the moon I run, run… run into the mist There are silver slants of light bursting down between the trees the entire path is aglow as I chase the moon as I chase you
I Don’t Know How I’m Suppose To Feel
I was dressed for the movies. I was getting ready to walk out the door to watch the early exploits of RBG. I got a message. I made a call. That’s how I found out
What No One Tells You…
What no one tells you about having mental illness is the sheer madness of it. It’s a mental illness, but so much of it is not mental. My body aches. It feels like the
Marilyn.
I will never be prim. I will never be proper. I will never be prim and proper. Fitting in… fading into the background… is simply not something I do. I do not think I