I discovered what that feeling is, percolating in the back of my mind,unwilling to admit and determined not to judgeallowed the pressure to…
I was raised in the Roman Catholic faith. I didn’t last much beyond the age of reason there, as once I was able to reason for myself, I couldn’t…
what else can we be but vulnerablehonest like a drop of water or a slabof polished stone
How writing about myself makes me feel both invisible…
“When I’m deep inside of me
Don’t be too concerned