Creative Expression
Pretense
Lace curtains, bountiful philodendron, satin table cloth, pepper grinder from Germany, salad served in a crystal stand.Pretense for a tiny townhouse, linoleum floors, rattan sofa, cheap water glasses, washer and dryer in the kitchen.The framing of the shot hides the...
Hiding
it’s an old coat, worn, patchedand a little tight under the armsand I slip into it with easehaving worn it many timesit’s very greyness,blandness,a pathetic disguise;a futile defenceI stand,transgressed,compared,ignoredI freeze,hiding in plain sightuntil her anger is...
A Candle for Me
“I don’t create poetry, I create myself. For me, my poems are a way to me”. Edith SodergranIn grade five I wrote my first poemcalled, “Winter"in a little, red schoolhouseon a little, small deskwith my little, small handThe teacher promised to publish it.I think she...
But Somone Has It Worse
How often I have heardthat someone has it worse.With eight billion people,this statement is certainly true.Yet this truth denies my truth –that my trauma is real –that my health was endangered –that my sanity was at risk.I grew up with domestic violence.Others have...