I wanted to share the conversation I had with my 8 year old last night...He was lying in bed and started crying saying he didn’t want to grow up and he didn’t want to die. The first thing I said was that nobody said he had to grow up. His body will get bigger 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.
The wind is a jukebox Of my yesterdays The record plays A poem dances I await the next song To come
Poetry
After tomorrow, all of the horizons will be unfamiliar. It made me cry, even though I can’t wait to have the mountains as my horizon, the reality of everything being unfamiliar is so intimidating. Is it really though? Questioning thoughts have opened my eyes to reality. At first, I said yes. I have a hard... Continue Reading →
Today, 6 days out... Finally got sleep last night. Passed out before 8. I’m closer to where I had wanted to be to leave for the beach, a day late. There’s so many things to do for the movers, we are going to do showings this week, so I needed to get some order for... Continue Reading →
The hydra is finished I modify my appearance with important events. I celebrated my driver's license with getting my cartilages pierced (and literally starting to date the dude who would become the father of the girl represented by my left shoulder) A tattoo goes on to mark something for me. (Literally, no shit Sherlock) Figuratively,... Continue Reading →
Poetry by Mahbuttitches
