I am not the thoughts that parade themselves one moment and light themselves ablaze the next. I am not the painful memories encased in a golden hue. I am not the shame loyally waiting by my bedside each night, nor the shame that rears her head whenever I mention my allergies, nor the shame that…
Tag: Reflection
Sapling
I’ve been this struggling sapling worming and wriggling to breach the surface to breathe the air I’ve always longed for, but up isn’t always up and down isn’t always down and sometimes east and west are conjoined twins and I’m racking my brain to figure out why we should Never Eat Shredded Wheat because it…
Why Pears 