Creative Expression

Si c’est que pour moi…

Si c’est que pour moi…

En travaillant ma 4ème étape, j’avais identifié une croyance toxique implantée en moi : « Si c’est que pour moi, la merde suffira »… Voilà le niveau de respect de soi auquel j’ai été habituée. Il y a 30 ans, j’avais écrit un poème imprégné de cette croyance comme si...

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Half Sober

Half Sober

Gregarious daddy-Monster,the life of the party,addicted to cleverness,always with an answer. Hundreds of friends.Always involved with others.A social butterfly.Admired by everyone else. He achieved physical sobriety.Most of his spare timewas spent at meetings.He made...

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Together Alone

Together Alone

Mom’s on the couch, Dad’s in the den with his gin Two different worlds with a 10-foot wall in betweenHe yells out “that TV show is crap”But I love Lucy because she makes Mom laughTogether alone we live in this homeLeft to our own devicesHiding the pain inside...

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Druncle

Druncle

Drunk uncle sits manspread on the sofa, full glass in his hand. He is surrounded by family. It's a special day, his great step nephew's second birthday. So much reason to celebrate-bring more wine.The TV is begging for attention, but no one cares. It's a pacifier....

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Strafe My Soul

Strafe My Soul

To daddy-Monster: You can resentfully blame mebecause my existence – my birth –reminds you of your new dutyresulting from my illegitimate conception. Enraged, you can throw medown a flight of stairsbefore I can walk. You can pound your fists into meas I lie...

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