Echoes

Echoes

Recent Posts End of Watch Echoes Priestess Rosary Confession Search for: Echoes I burn to heal, discover, and create.I burn to grey ash, to sticky dust, to gritty sediment.I burn all that I am not.It sinks into the mud.It mucks the bottom.It shrivels to nothingness.It...
Confession

Confession

Recent Posts Priestess Rosary Confession Poetic Intuition The Hymen’s Tale Search for: Confession   “When you approach the confessional, know this… I am only hidden by the priest, but I myself act in your soul. Here the misery of the soul meets the God of...
Girdled No More

Girdled No More

Recent Posts The Hymen’s Tale A Bookbag Named God Girdled No More True Colors Good Morning, Divine Feminine Search for: Girdled No More “There is a line of varicose veins on both your legs, mid-thigh,” the woman doctor said, her tone matter of fact. My feet were...
True Colors

True Colors

Recent Posts True Colors Good Morning, Divine Feminine I’m Speaking The Palm Reader’s Gift Why I wore pearls… Search for: True Colors I couldn’t wear red. Layered against my strawberry-blond hair and freckles red was too much. Red was too much for a...

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