So I’m sort of growing up a little. Not too much, but moving toward that process of becoming sort of possibly maybe independent? That is, leaving my parents’ home. This is super weird and both scary and thrilling. I’ve been keeping all these stressors on the back burner and writing angsty poetry instead, and letting … Continue reading Transitioning
Month: July 2014
Sighs
Sighs, sifting through old trash whistles for you to follow and you do, almost unaware he’s leading you back home origins – water, though you can’t swim and you’re back. Heart slowly starts to fill, warmth increases – proportionate to your escalating heartbeat. Sighs. Now do you see why I brought you here? Eyes wet, … Continue reading Sighs