It was a special night. She had planned it for months, years maybe. On her way home from work, she bought herself a dozen roses. She made herself a delicious dinner - all of her favorites with a bottle of champagne to celebrate. After her meal, she sprinkled rose petals all over her bathroom and... Continue Reading →
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Hoover (is this a god) Dam Sometimes it’s so much easier... to see all the things I want to hate. I want to yell at walls and converse with my carpet. The pillow and I are exploring other options.... But in the shower, sometimes I swear - I caught a glimpse of god. In between... Continue Reading →
Poetry
Jess knew this one was special as soon as she swiped right. She could see a loss or some desperate plea in his eyes, and she felt a connection immediately. Jess didn’t question it because questions lead to too many thoughts. Too many thoughts lead Jess to do questionable things, so she has consistently found... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/Om30_q1fhl4 Spoken word poem written by yours truly.
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 4. Or perhaps, the truth could enlighten Red's not guilty of any sin, she just has to love the wolf within. We'd prefer the wolves any day. Grandmom's love has faded away. We didn't deserve it anyway, not cause we're bad but cause we're Gods, Because we create our... Continue Reading →
Part 1 2. Turning to the occupied bed, she looks like a woman raised from the dead. No more dirty secrets in her head, No longer a hidden Little Riding Red. No more hood, no judgment unbidden, it feels so good, to have no schisms. To the wolf, she grinned and said, "Never tried sex... Continue Reading →
