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In the dream, I am sitting with a nurse. We are in a waiting room, and everything is terribly bright. She holds my hands. I can feel their warmth, and I know that I am cold. When she looks at me, I can see… Continue Reading “There Will Always Be an Echo – A Poem”
Smetimes, I get lost. There are too many roadways within me, paths that lead into shadows, covered by a gathering of bridges built over the difficult parts of my past. It was the only way that I could cope. I can’t let go of… Continue Reading “A Gathering of Bridges – A Poem”
I am more than my disability. Someone once referred to me as a walking stereotype: I am a disabled, queer abuse survivor. How I bristled at being described that way, like I was an afterthought, or that I could be described in one word.… Continue Reading “In the Shadows of Trees – A Poem”
Parts of me are becoming unraveled. There is a wind around me and I can hear the storm. It whispers to me, tells me that I am worthless, that my fight is for nothing. I grit my teeth, pushing forward, even though my legs… Continue Reading “Blood Storm – A Poem”
Every time I would have released a yell, I am instead choosing to release a bark of laughter. That way, when before the air would have filled with the sound of anger, now, it will be filled with joy.