Laurie Heartthe music of the nightsometimes it sneaks up sudden. the ghost fingers along my midback and spine and I shiver. It’s not sinister. It’s just her hands tickling…Jun 20, 2019Jun 20, 2019
Laurie Hearthow a body digests griefI keep telling myself I’ll get back to my yoga practice.Mar 14, 2019Mar 14, 2019
Laurie Heartthe way you speak makes me remember that I can write like this see the world as a snowglobe caught…Dec 20, 2018Dec 20, 2018
Laurie Heartbackdating grief — November, 2015I wrote this on November 2, 2015, 2 days after my friend Noah Harpham committed the Halloween shooting. I didn’t post it at the time out…Oct 3, 2018Oct 3, 2018
Laurie Heartan echoI am walking down a road. It stretches before me to the horizon, the length of my life. It wanders over a hill down yonder, I can’t see…Oct 3, 2018Oct 3, 2018
Laurie HeartTalking of the Danger“…Out here I feel more helpless with you than without you You mention the danger and list the equipment we talk of people caring for each…Aug 28, 2018Aug 28, 2018
Laurie HeartA different kind of #metooTW: Descriptions of sexual assault and rape.Apr 16, 20181Apr 16, 20181
Laurie HeartThe WreckI was reading back through my journal today and realizing that I have been repeating the same lesson.Feb 1, 2018Feb 1, 2018
Laurie HeartA Note to the Patriarchy — On LoveLately, I’ve been reading bell hooks’ book Communion. Most recently, a chapter in which she talks about how the patriarchy does not allow…Sep 6, 20171Sep 6, 20171
Laurie Heartwater beareri am exhausted from carving my heart out for two different people at once each are one side of my moon, one dark and one light one is air…Mar 8, 2017Mar 8, 2017