Losing since her first breath In a place of nowhere Untouched alone and quiet Eye to eye, thigh to thigh What did she have to know To wander from that sound Choose was is or what could be Playing happy, weren’t you happy? Where did she have to go To find a place of meaning… Continue reading Finding Lilith
There are some questions that we never knew people would be asking. It is even more strange that we are now baffled to answer such simple questions like, what is a girl? But, I think we have realized that this is no longer a simple question. What IS a girl? And how do you teach… Continue reading How To Teach a Girl Who She Is
Her heart hurt. Not because she was physically sick, or injured. Her insides felt heavy and sad. Caught in a lie, destroying the trust of her friend. Acting like an immature child, she was so disappointed in herself. She knew her words had not been not truthful. She knew her hands were doing wrong. Most… Continue reading Drink the Water
Once upon a time a place there was and is A him a her another Pass the minute the moment words and dreams rehearsed in time and place A face his hand her ear choose and regret towards the ever after She finds a breath a voice delight and fullness awakened in the pages Write… Continue reading Someone Else’s Story
He fumbled with the pages flipping back and forth, trying to find the little black letters that synced with what he recited in his head. Focusing almost too hard, he could not quite catch up to where everyone else seemed to be, because he could not concentrate. Little monsters behind his eyes swayed his attention… Continue reading Passionate Gospel
The virtues and vices of humankind are infinitely interesting. Even more so, a single subject that is both virtue and vice provides hours of thought, conversation, and hilarious entertainment. I mean really, just stop to think about it for a minute. If you want to watch someone absolutely lose his/her mind, don’t just point to… Continue reading Taking Sex Too Seriously
My necklace broke. When I took off my shirt today. Just a tickle, on my chest. Was it a thread or bug. Or healing scab. That fell. I slid a finger down my chin. Where it had always been, for now. A lifetime counted by hours of twisting, spacing, fingertips tracing, tiny silver laces. Around,… Continue reading Girl Problems
I wonder who is true If I can feel her pull inside How do you disbelieve her When she has pulsed through me But can I find the mystery of what has made her move through the little tube that I will never see And could I build a muscle That would squeeze her into… Continue reading Her the Self
Our story of woman follows a storyline of love, the greatest virtue given by God. But even more, we were made to love, just as we were made to breathe. Wisdom has taught us we have been created to love one another. Wisdom moves our relationships express love to someone else. Wisdom has shaped our… Continue reading A Woman Must Love
Small round circle. Cut in to her flesh. Darker on the right side, deeper than she remembered. Edge of hair and skin, in the middle of her very being. She had a chance to examine it closely, more than ever. Memorizing every bump, every hair follicle, every pore. A slice of empty. That she didn’t… Continue reading Deformed Inward
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