Someone Called the Rabbi on Me…

I debated writing this post...I thought that maybe I shouldn’t stir any trouble...that if I did say something, I would only be hurting myself more. But I have to write how I feel and I have to put it out there where it will be seen. This is who I am; this is how I … Continue reading Someone Called the Rabbi on Me… →

I Am Woman — Please Don’t Make Me Roar

I am woman; I am tired of roaring. For as long as I can remember, my throat burned from the constant constriction of my vocal cords fighting to be heard in a world where I was made second. From his rib, you were formed, by his side you shall stay… If it helps you accept … Continue reading I Am Woman — Please Don’t Make Me Roar →

Emergence

I can't tell the story because I'm on the ceiling again and this time it feels like my body is pinned to the fluorescent bulbs and the light is pouring through me as I slowly turn invisible.

Unmasked

I have worn my face behind something other than my skin for so long I don’t know if I can recognize my reflection. At first, I wore the way I felt outside my heart. I didn’t know not to do that. I didn’t know that hearts exposed make people feel uncomfortable. I learned to hide … Continue reading Unmasked →

Six Months and One Day

I watched you exhale for the last time and I grew cold. Your body lay still before me and I could not move. Your death took the jagged shape of the piece of me long broken as it stabbed me in whatever was left of my believing soul. It has been six months and you … Continue reading Six Months and One Day →