Saturday

This weekend, I found a home for a sweet pup I was fostering. I had her living with me for almost a year. We built trust and safety. We worked on jumping up. We played frisbee. We ran. It was really difficult, but it was also really satisfying. I cried. I laughed. I gave her […]

What We pick

We’ve had hundreds, Even thousands, Of years and We still haven’t figured it out? Our stories on love. Our lessons. Our deep regrets. Are they Lies? Choices are made each moment. Could it be We really just don’t care? We don’t know how To take care of each other? Or Do we choose not to? […]

The Adorable animals I mentioned

Idiots

Originally posted on Effie Graves:
I know, I know. We all think we’re surrounded by idiots. We never think that we’re the idiot That surrounds. But in reality We are. It’s good to know To be aware. Therefore, I am an idiot surrounding someone right now.

What it’s like. For you.

Originally posted on Effie Graves:
Just listen. Don’t fix this twisting fire in my chest. These broken shards at my feet. My astonishment and shock at the actual physical pain. Just watch. Me weep. This hollowed chamber. My empty shell with soundless wails. Torrential and endless. Just sit. Your hand on my heart and hear…

Humans

Originally posted on Effie Graves:
How can we hate each other when we’re all trying to do the same thing? We hate each other. We ignore. Neglect. Beat. Rape. Kill each other. But we all want the same thing. We refuse to help. Refuse to notice. To stop. To say something. To hold accountable. But…

– Poem 4 – Gloves

Originally posted on Effie Graves:
Long thin tail, dark corner Lift the cardboard Small rat, not moving Muddled brown Frown at swarming flies and accompanying smell Death reigns, dried blood Burnt sienna Plastic shopping bag glove Grip on the rat Slough of skin, plop of muscle nut-brown New glove: Tawny rat puppet Poem 4: Focuses…

Huh

It’s probably not great to want to be numb all the time. Actually, I know it’s not great. And I’m not sure I want that. Want. There’s a word. Want. I want for nothing. Not really. I’m lucky to have what I’ve got. It’s more of a preference. I prefer to be numb all the […]

I Wanted to Know You Loved Me

I thought I’d know By the way we spoke I thought I’d know By how we spent our time I thought I’d know By your consideration By the joys we shared By how we coped By how we grieved By how we cared Your passions weren’t mine And mine were garbage. Not knowing myself Makes […]

Gratitude

I was very much myself today, and you held me anyway.