Sterilize Sterile smiles, virile lies I’m getting better, my soul has died It is an illness It is insane It is my heaven It is my grave They say it’s catching Like I’m a cough They say I’m crazy I say, so what? Starry eyes, eerie cries Into the heavens I have soared I’ve danced... Continue Reading →
With everything going on right now, I thought this had merit. With the tragic loss of the great Chris Cornell, I thought this post was good to re-share. 13 reasons why I am happy, and 13 reasons why I won't harm myself. Inspired by Virtual Vomit And J-Dub 🙂 The challenge is to write 13... Continue Reading →
Have you seen the whole "Shakespeare wrote King Lear while quarantined thing"? It's like an earworm for me. It's not like I'm even wasting my time (on the surface). I'm spending a lot of it with the kids, books I've been meaning to read, journaling I've been meaning to do, introspection I've been avoiding,... 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.
When a baby is learning to walk, she can do it, but wobbly at first. More wobbles and falls make better walking. If we wouldn't yell at a child for stumbling when learning to walk, why do we yell at ourselves?
We here at Mahbuttitches have experienced a first. This is completely and totally unchartered territory. For the first time ever, I have been unable to find appropriate Goldblumery for my post. It's rare I am "with it", "hip", or "have my finger on a pulse" but I actually do watch GoT in real time, so... Continue Reading →
Clearly it is a spoiler, you twat Yeah, I said it. I hope I speak for all of us GoT fans who have a Giant Ginger crush on one Mr. Tormund Giantsbane. You broke his giant-teat sucking heart, and I for one will not sit idly by, silently watching the wildling of my dreams be... Continue Reading →
For the Modern Mom I don't generally do a behind the scenes on anything I word vomit on this screen...I apologize, shitty marketing strategy: I do not generally do a behind the scenes on any of the shit I shit out on this itchy assed blog (for good measure poop)... but this is one I'd... Continue Reading →
The answer is occasionally. Thank you for asking. If you are newer to reading my blog, I actually don't only write poetry. I don't know what this is, but I do this sometimes. I felt the need to express myself in a non-poetic voice. I have this frustrated feeling inside of me, almost like I... Continue Reading →