flower…

flower…

Like so many of us, I've spent weeks swept up in the Rise and Fall of Mars Hill Podcast. It has been unexpectedly triggering, validating, freeing (sort of), and oddly explanatory of so many experiences and emotions that just didn't make sense. I was a little girl when I received my sexual education, though in [...]

Scissors…

Scissors…

There is this not enough theme ribboning throughout my story. Sometimes its satin curl weaves with the abrasive too much-jagged stretch of twine. Not enough daughter, yet whose presence was too much. Not thin enough, the world seeing this body as too full. Not pretty enough... Mom enough... Good enough... Smart enough–rough fraying edges intermittently [...]