Grow up. You say you’re lost, Caught in the messiness of broken marriages. You’re just a child. You are not lost. Stop playing the victim. Respect me because I say so. Don’t expect me to earn it. You don’t get a voice. No platform for your opinions. Stop feeling. Stop needing. Be seen not heard. … Continue reading Child
It soothes. Collapses protective walls of anger. Vulnerability I become. I sink into the memory of your face against mine, so close warmth is intertwined. Lips magnetized yet remain separate, fearing the loss of any last remnants of control. Regret laces each additional sip.
My little sister recently was trolling the aisles at the Walmart Market when she was approached by a ruggedly attractive vagabond hipster cradling a frozen chicken in his right hand. He leaned over to her left, and in a low, confident whisper said, "just wanted to let you know...you're looking really good". She smiled and … Continue reading Conscious Coupling and a Frozen Chicken
The song This Must Be the Place is one of those songs I could listen to over and over again. (I actually have three different renditions of this song on my Spotify playlists. Talking Heads of course, then Lumineers, and then Feronia.) Two lines have been rolling through my head today... And you love me till … Continue reading My Heart Hasn’t Stopped Yet