My broken-hearted savior..I'm the bruised Reed groveling at your holy feet, on the tares I chose to feed..ignoring golden wheat. When you see the man grow and get a little fame, give him a number, forget his name.. fail to ever again treat him the same. Look hard and...
Pork roasted in cheap Budweiser and black-eyed peas.Spinach noodles laden with heavy cream, garlic and salt.Red wine flowing freely.Miles Davis crooning from the record player.Dozens of dishes left half empty to sit; eaters distracted by conversation, eye contact, an...
Vessel on the rocky shore and ocean swallowing up the broken wreck.The wreckage of the past is something i did regret,Now i give myself compassion and love like my pet,Recovery is going to help me, it helps me to be free,Society is something i don't worry about and...
(A short letter/poem to the one teacher who made a difference for me, who revealed my competence to me.)Dear seventh-grade math teacher, you had no idea – the family violence endured by one of your students. I was a C/D student before your...
A drawing from an art-making ACA meeting reflecting my anger about being put into boxes regarding themes of femininity and conditional love regarding gender expression.
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