On gratitude, in love
When you cry I cry When you laugh I laugh When you smile I feel light Without one We are not whole Without all Our hearts deprive So today Now Together We survive We thrive We are alive And I am most grateful for that.
MoreA memoir in progress, about living life in unruly bodies
When you cry I cry When you laugh I laugh When you smile I feel light Without one We are not whole Without all Our hearts deprive So today Now Together We survive We thrive We are alive And I am most grateful for that.
MoreReaching out for voices Who can listen to me scream Wails of fears unfinished Outcomes as mysteries remain With the sterile beep Of the answering machine I steel my voice And force a smile to my lips To hide away the pain “I called to say I love you” Because love is all that remains
MoreAuthor’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 […]
MoreWe 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 […]
MoreWe 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 […]
MoreI like the way my dad stands When he is proud At attention Crown of his head Reaching for the sky Profound Powerful Dignified It makes me proud The way he stands His hands at his sides Chest puffed up Shoulders back A smile in his eyes He beams He humbles He honors And he […]
MoreI am profoundly sad A shell of who I was. Just a week ago Hope was renewed But now I sit Empty again
MoreI heard my mom sing today It was beautiful Especially after the doctor’s visit She’d said, it’s unusual But people have lived for years With metastatic disease She had to say unusual Why did she have to say unusual? Mom took it as hope I was gripped with fear But we heard “Strangers in the […]
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