once | now
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
once, you were
a sometimes painful but often happy memory
a short run with a rich narrative
now, you are
a cruel joke in your contention
you make a fantastic punchline
I realize in viewing it that she’s less the woman in the film specifically and more a composite of many women I’ve met in homeless and domestic violence shelters…
He spoke of being beaten in an off-hand way. Quiet tears streamed down my face.
i feel it poetry lives inside you behind those eyes that hold secrets of unknown fertile lands why not find the key and open the door to your golden heart?
They say life is more beautiful when you’re in love. (and it’s true) I’m finding it is positively breathtaking as I learn to fall in love with myself. (sweetness there) Suddenly, gifts are given freely and received with grace. (so much grace) The reds and yellow of life jump out from the grey, lurking shadows…
hiding a stuffed animal for your cat to find in the night to present the kill the next day melting into the soft sweetness of midnight phone calls and intimacy in separate beds naked boy running through morning stillness disturbed by the smell of flowers the itch the need to taste blood to destroy something…
Shiva and Shakti lime whiskey laced with laughter sing transformation