I remember a green floral sofa and a blurry brown spotted carpet.I confuse them as being together at the same time and place, but it's not the case; pictures tell me so.One was in our first home and apartment. The other was in our one and only house. Yet they are...
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.
THE PACKAGE(A short poem about my struggle to face the ugly truth about family dysfunction.) A package appears on my desk,addressed to me.It’s from my parents.I see the label: Family Secrets. I know the rules:do not open under any circumstance.But the package calls to...
“We are much like other people” in fellowship. In practical terms, the AA program’s view that “we are in this together” and “we are the resources that are there for each other” is a baseline I can make use of, whether I ever was a drinker or addict or not. When the AA...
ChildhoodFight… to be seen, heard, cared for, respected, understood, protected… No way. That kind of dreams never came true.Flight… Dreams, imagination, stories in my books and in my mind… All that can re-write crude life is welcomed.Freeze… Don’t talk, don’t feel, be...
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