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imprints
imprints
cut grass
tattooed arms
lone star
carved in skin
new bruise
on my back
your love
brands my heart
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you
maker of memories complicated and wild flinging your heart wide and open force of nature tender and raw full of smiles wisdom and charm (you)
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celebrating isness
Day three of The Daily Delish: celebrating isness
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- divine | healing | inspiration | love | poetry
what is holy
A spoken word piece that I wrote for a performance poetry class at Freehold. A smattering of what I find holy. Here’s the text if you like that sort of thing: Holy is the heart-shaped divet at the top of a mountain in New Mexico and the snowflakes that let me see its outline. That…
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the last whispers of winter
her broken wings find reparation cage door ajar the songbird finds her song in the last whispers of winter
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- art | grace | healing | love | photography | self-excavation | truth
tools instead of weapons [heart + mind = grace]
I have a strong mind. I used to use it as a weapon. It cut, it slashed, it burned, it hurt. Then one day, I discovered where my true power lives (in my heart), and now I use my mind as a tool. Sometimes this tool destroys (mindfully) but often this tool builds and creates…
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corvette man
At least once a week, we drop off big sis at school early and go to a cafe nearby to do some freewriting or drawing. As we were crossing the street to enter the cafe today, my youngest and I waited for a shiny, black Corvette to park. It was extremely loud as the owner,…
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