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When she asked me how I was feeling, there was concern in her voice. I began to tell her, listing the places my body has taken me, the hills and valleys that I have had to climb, mountains that I have had to scale… Continue Reading “The Weather – A Poem”
I came out to myself, first. It happened in the forest that I would retreat to when I closed my eyes. There was a word for people like me. The crows would call out the name to each other and it sounded like home.… Continue Reading “The Star Among the Trees – A Poem”
If I close my eyes, I can see a forest made of glass. When I walk by the fragile trees, the glass acts like a mirror showing me pieces of myself preserved in time and kept like a library of memories and moments. I… Continue Reading “The Man with the Flappy Hand – A Poem”
I am pushing past the layers of myself. Using a sword, I try to find the portal to the deeper self which I hold inside. It has remained in the dark for too long. Letting the sword guide me with its light, I feel… Continue Reading “The Seashell and the Sword – A Poem”
I am constantlyon a journey to find myself,carrying two others withinwho have me in their grip.I have had to relearn simple tasks like:doing the dishes, making coffee, typing, walking, speaking, trying to stand up in a shower so that I can bathe myself, being… Continue Reading “What the Shadows Hold – A Poem”