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I don’t remember feeling safe within my own body. I was always treated as if I was delicate, as if I would break. I would look at myself in the mirror, trying to see the glass that was under my skin. I was treated… Continue Reading “What I Remember of You – A Poem”
When I started writing Queen of Swords, I knew that it would involve tattoos in some way. For me, tattoos have always been a way of marking the important moments in one life, of marking yourself with a period of time held in ink… Continue Reading “Tarot and Tattoos – The Journey and the Memory”
I look back at the path that we have taken. I can see each dip and turn, every steep dive when there was a crisis that we had to overcome. At no point has our path split into two. We have always taken each… Continue Reading “Path of Stars, Sea of Magic – A Poem”
I am standing in front of the forest. The path is different this time, laid with precious stones among the cobblestones. As the sun moves above me, the light hits one of the stones at my feet and I can see that it is… Continue Reading “The Path Through the Trees – A Poem”
I find it hard to believe that I’m here again. I’ve realized that I’ve never really left the forest, merely wandered to the edges of it so that I could keep its leaves and branches in my sight. As I’ve circled, the shadows have… Continue Reading “A Hand, A Heart – A Poem”