77: saved by poetry

was Mary Oliver’s way how about you what saved your soul refreshing its presence in this world so that you no longer wondered at what life was but went ahead and did this thing every day for days on end what was that for you? it was my child then children then...

76: self, loathing

I woke this morning fog in my head turning grey thoughts to black but I know better now supposedly these dark clouds carry no impact because I am older and wiser and have done ‘the work’ so as prescribed I do what is necessary to blow the density from my...

72: a place called together

12 years shocked by my relations it’s not about time together the misconstrued notion seen untruthed lies in watching parents convention they did their best it’s about the someone I know I can turn to no matter distance or time divided and find intimacy...