Some throwback poetry from 2011… The Mountain There are pale sandstone cliffs Dyed crimson and amethyst By the whims of mineral infusions And tides that carve their caverns patiently Brushing away the crumbling sand and leaving With a rush, tumbling across the rocks like laughter. There are ancient forests untamed Branches reaching ever upwards… Continue reading The Mountain
I’m lonely today. A. is at work until two, so it’s just me and all the babies until she gets home. I’ve been thinking about my body image lately. How much I admire beautiful plus-size women and the courage it takes to love your own body. There are days I feel so beautiful, when my… Continue reading Uncovered
Here’s some highlights from 2015: I met this handsome girl two years ago and for some reason, she chose me to fall in love with. She’s highly intelligent, she writes me love letters, and loves everything that I am (which is new and wonderful and frightening too.) She looks at life and gender and sexuality… Continue reading These are my happy thoughts.
I can’t stand my own thoughts. My mind is carnivorous, chewing at me with thoughts like: no one loves you. you are undeserving. you are useless, pointless. why exist? My therapist (Carli) says that these are passive suicidal thoughts, but I know what it is to be actively suicidal, and that is brutal. I am grateful not… Continue reading The Transitional Brain
I hate bridges. I hate the moment when my car leaves the asphalt and the sound earth beneath it, and soars up into the cradle of steel cables and concrete. Eyes wide over white knuckles, I hold my breath until I land smoothly on the other side, a slight bounce as my truck dismounts the… Continue reading Highlevel