They’ll say I didn’t look back. Or, at least I think that’s what they’ll say. Where my father’s heart is soft and sentimental, my mother’s memory is random and precise. And so while they may feel and interpret different things, their statements will be the same. They’ll both be watching walk away, ...
Sanctuary
“Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for.” — Maya Angelou It feels like releasing your breasts to the breeze on a sweltering summer day. No matter where you’ve been it welcomes you, enveloping your being in all that you need. It is your your ...
The Future Is Bright
I laughed when she said it: “the future is bright.” For once it wasn’t one of those terse bitter laughs. I had actually found amusement in this cute little phrase. Bright is my mother’s maiden name, and a great majority of the women who marry into our family use that line as their marital slogan. ...
My Body Has Taken On So Many Shapes In The Time That It’s Been Mine
I used to lose weight during depressive episodes. I guess that’s one of the many things that changes when you floss the fine line between your mid and late twenties. Where the pounds used to fall away with my friends, they now cling to me during moments of crisis. I seem to store my sorrow in my ...
A New Kind of Comfort Zone
Today marks one month. Right now I hurt in a place where no one can reach. They can recognize my pain, but not reach it. They can find it, but can’t fix it. I’m being swirled through a current of darkness, and, at any given moment, I can be reduced to a sack of sobs. Put simply, these days feel ...
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