This Glorious Mess

Caterpillar

Eating- Writing on pieces of paper while working a soul sucking job and enduring increasing back and hip pain also increasingly resenting my husband and his gaming and marijuana over use plus my excessive drinking and obsessive need for solitude to write then deciding to firebomb my life and go to Texas!

MOM IS A FOUR-LETTER WORD

Surviving Motherhood : The Teen Years Edition

Never Sacrifice Your Happiness for Art

Be Happy, Be Nice, And Let The Rest Come Later

When I Was Feeling Listless

Again, I was feeling listless.

Reincarnation of a Beating Part 2

Winter in not so Wonderland and a girl beaten.

Reincarnation of a Beating

Part 1. Backstory with caution: this level of vulnerability is necessary, but I need to do it in stages.

Sadness is a drug I can’t kick.

You don’t grow up thinking you’ll be that sad person in the corner, scribbling dreams into a notebook, or tossing back drinks alone at a bar.

Why I Chose to be a Whore

Whore is just a social construct to me. We all know what promiscuity is. Having multiple, casual, and…

Saran Wrap

My heart is too tired to beat a regular rhythm, it’s too hard to push against the pressure. Lungs too tired to breathe a strong rate. Eyes…