A memoir in progress, about living life in unruly bodies
health
Face cream
My mom mixed me this fancy lotion She took all her face creams Her favorite ones Mixed them all up In a fancy jar And gave them to me That was two years ago I use it sparingly So it lasts forever Like I hope she lasts forever Because I cannot bear to think of […]
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You are an alarmist You always have been You react Before you should You think before you reason Hopping quickly at each bite of news Your anecdotes make your data Your hyperbole eclipse your logic You are unmeticulous And haphazard And you will not be my undoing There are theories and there is practice Life […]
MoreDisease
Author’s note: this was written while my beloved mother was in the depths of chemotherapy, a punishing treatment for a punishing disease. Her outlook, progress, and my own have come a long way since then, and we find ourselves in better spirits. Hope abounds as the journey continues, but any light, love, and healing energy […]
MoreBreak
We think we are so strong But humans We are crazy fragile Stupid, silly fragile So there’s no shame In showing our cracks We break Our bodies Our hearts Our spirits And each other But we rise Phoenix From the ashes Fused from breaks Forever just as fragile But repaired At our cracks That we […]
MoreHeadache
I can hear myself swallow Each movement Jerks Against the corners of the inside of my mind Irregular movements Make uneven beats They pound inside me Building heat Filling my eyes Tears hot Covering my cheeks The scars Where they cut me open Skin, flesh, skull They throb As though alive for themselves I ache […]
MoreUntouchable
We think we are untouchable It’s the way that we survive The things that ail our counterparts Will never cease the way we thrive We think we are entitled To laugh and joke all day Our belief we are untouchable Keeps all our fears at bay No one is untouchable Pain is always steps away Your guard falls […]
MoreAncestral Voices
I don’t pay enough attention when she speaks Her voice so sweet Like a song Washes over me Like in a trance I fade away But what if her voice is gone What will wash my soul
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