Broken

March 2, 2023.Reading time 1 minute.

I think I like the broken ones best. The ones with scars on their chests, the ones who’ve fallen over board without a life vest, the ones who’ve hit rock bottom and clawed their way back up.

Does this look like a heart?

February 21, 2023.Reading time 1 minute.

I’ve finally landed on a place to live—a state with great job opportunities, lots of nature, all four seasons, high walkability score, no state income tax, and legal lettuce.

Write for Me

February 17, 2023.Reading time 2 minutes.

I’ve never been one for plotting outlines or charting character arcs. I’m a writer, not a planner, which, ironically, is my poetry and my pain-point.

Are You Happy?

February 1, 2023.Reading time 2 minutes.

My goal was never to lead a happy life, but rather to lead a peaceful one. I don’t need things or people to “make me happy.”

Behind the Curtain

January 22, 2023.Reading time 1 minute.

I think the most rebellious thing a woman like me can do in this society is acquire knowledge.

Ascension

January 6, 2023.Reading time 4 minutes.

I’ve met myself among the moon and the stars, perhaps catapulted here by one of those stick and rubber band slingshots younger me used to make.

w/ Great Power

January 3, 2023.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I’ve decided to reframe things I want to accomplish as challenges instead of goals.

Velocity

December 8, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

There’s nothing keeping
me here anymore;
maybe I should go

Idea

November 22, 2022.Reading time less than 1 minute.

I have this idea that I can paint on my body with rope, lay out a path to freedom—the on-my-body-railroad.

Self-Tie Tuesday

October 25, 2022.Reading time 1 minute.

What are the costs and benefits of your coping mechanism? What do you gain and what are you missing out on by getting lost in this thing, self-soothing with it? What do you minimize to stretch into this pleasure?

Witness Me Tenderly

January 11, 2022.Reading time 3 minutes.

I’m feeling waves of heavy emotions today. It’s day 3 of my period and I am struggling. I am immensely sad. I feel exhausted. I have no appetite. I forced myself to eat oatmeal this morning. Half a cup and it took me over an hour.

Two Dark Places

February 20, 2021.Reading time less than 1 minute.

The two dark places I inhabit force me to take inventory of my thoughts and feelings. Sitting with the darkness, I realize it enriches me. For so long I’ve tried to outrun it. Now I aim to embody it completely. No longer avoiding the pain. I don’t just endure it, I embrace it. It doesn’t frighten me, the darkness. I’m drunk from the ropes that bind me. I accept endings, knots, and twists. I picture new possibilities as I reason with my darkest desires and sense a more enriching life beyond them. I let my thoughts run freely and I’m freer for it.

the water

December 26, 2020.Reading time less than 1 minute.

the water is a place
where you drown, but also
where your image is most honest

What’s Next?

October 1, 2019.Reading time 1 minute.

Having attended a play party that gave me a peek into the lifestyle I’ve hungered for, yesterday I found myself wondering what’s next? Read More

Staggered Desires

Tag: thoughts