(Maybe) If I were

I know the place, I try to leave it when I sense it. Why nurse the chaos? All has been shown, unraveled. There is no undoing our reality. I move, I sleep, I eat, I dream of drinking. Sobriety is a curse. It doesn't matter The timing, The setting, The role I'm engaged in- I... Continue Reading →

Words of Mary Oliver

“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body  love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on.... Continue Reading →

depth.

it's a lonely space in the world i've been living. there needs to be a handout given to those experiencing loss of a loved one - "the people who you think will be there for you are going to be MIA. deal with it." so. here i am. dealing with it. loss makes a human... Continue Reading →

The Journey – Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice– though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each voice cried. But you didn’t stop. You knew what you had to do,... Continue Reading →

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