Imagine being in a waterfall. Being able to relax—while all around, the rush of water tumbling over rocks, the impact creates mist that sweeps me up, and I am carried by this turmoil. We are part of it, like it or not! I imagine I have time to...
Each week, a group of ACAs meet to use creative writing as a pathway to recovery. All are welcome. Our meeting information is below. Our format is to read a poem that speaks to our program, write in any form for 20 minutes in response, and share our writing in small...
If I were to paint a picture, would it be with paint or mud? I am not an artist, so I know it wouldn’t look realistic no matter what tools are used. Would I finger paint or use brushes? What would make my inner child most happy? I was often taught how to paint the...
Oh, for lungs to scream a scream that would fully express my grief, that would shake the earth,that would crumble the hillside in front of me. My first memory of daddy-Monster:I am three years old.I receive his fists as I lie in bed.He yells, “It’s your...
two sisters, home alonemom working as a teacherdad is a ghost, not aroundmom workingthe fighting, the tearsdad is a ghost, not aroundlocking herself in our mom's roomthe fighting, the tearsno way to call momlocking herself in our mom's roomi am helpless,...
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