words from the soul
My vulnerability is vicious. Covered in thorns, it whips around me like a crusted bandage stroking open wounds. Once, when I was someone else, it was buried deep where I could not go. It hid under cold black blood, waiting for me to remember. But memories are cheaply made, and mine always arrived broken. How … Continue reading A Painful Softening
There is bubbling inside me rising panic calm pushing down rising fear serenity pushing down and I am reminded of the breaths I forgot to take as I rode the waves of birth pushing holding pressing rolling squeezing ripping no air no space no end until there was a scream. But the first time there … Continue reading Inhale…hold…2…3…
When you leave Orthodoxy, you leave everything behind. If you are lucky, you can find a way to anchor yourself to love. But mostly, you are tethered in place by the family that wants to accept you but believes that you cannot be accepted. I cannot imagine the anguish of a parent who can not … Continue reading When it hurts to live: leaving Orthodoxy
Colloquially Speaking 