Blessed Be
Blessed be your longing. Your endless ache. Your sharp crystal shatter. Your sea glass heart. Blessed be the long, slow slide into desire. The swift plunging wound to the heart. The bleeding out onto the kitchen floor. Blessed be the fierce of want and the howl of...easy
am I too much for you? no, I’m not easy. don’t come to me for simple. you want that you’d best look somewhere else, dear i’ve got currents beneath my surface that will feel like ruthless riptides if you come too close without being ready to ride my waves i don’t do...
for all of this i honor you. {a new years poem}
For you, and for the lifetimes you’ve lived in one short year: For the endings, and the beginnings and all the spaces in between. For last year’s words and this years voice and for everything that must remain unsaid. For boldly speaking your truth and for all that you...