An oldie – This is a song I wrote with a friend of mine, in another life time. Warm me up tea Warm me up tea How hungry I’ve been When lightening strikes twice…
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There are days and, then, there are days and I’m afraid I’ve had one of those days weeks months where nothing feels right and everything’s gone a bit, well, to shit. December didn’t really come across…
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October has been a…month. Between my own health issues, the death of a friend from school, and the impending deployment of my boyfriend (tomorrow morning), I have been a mess. I loved Bridget’s Medusa…
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Editor’s Note: This poem “The Battle” is about fear, confusion, and unwillingness to change. But the question that resonates with me is, once you’ve started fighting is there really a winner when you’re…
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You’ll have to forgive me as I haven’t experienced a proper fall in roughly seven years, and when I say “fall,” I mean that period of time when forests of trees bleed all manner of crimson…
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I cleaned my closet, then I wrote this melodramatic sonnet in the style of Shakespeare. Place hand to brow & read it bombastically if you have ever been pregnant: Ode to my former waistline…
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I am an artist. The glorious part of this existence is — I get to have fun. I get to take risks. I get to create. I get to choose where and when I…
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After I finished writing my post, I sat back and read it a few times. As I was reading it a song had come into my head. It was Meredith Brooks’ Bitch. This song…
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SICK Cement Eyes so heavy Can’t lift to open Must be glue Body You’re there Dragging me down Slowly Brain Questionable Must be someone else’s Because I can’t recall my name Words filter through…
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They are beautiful and vulnerable They hold a visible power but struggle to stay strong under society’s twenty-something worship We see silver spiders, flabby skin extra weight, scars and cringe We forget that a…