May we surrender all the people and things we are unable to change, right here right now.May we open our minds to Our Loving Higher Power to receive Its help and the clarity we need to see all the dysfunctional patterns we have introjected.May we voice the truth in...
Blue leather lounge chaircenter of the roomcenter of attentionsittingagingFox News blaringdecades gone byhate mongeringday and nightshe's hypnotized by hate to cover her loneliness3,000 miles awaythe distance felt as a betrayaleven 30 years laterI'm unforgivenHere in...
The Wall was her charm, her people-pleasing, her lies mixed with a deep care for me, her mother. The Wall was addiction. The Wall was the disconnect in our realities. I had wanted so much to believe that she had left her drug-of-choice in the rearview mirror, even...
(Author’s Note: This short poem refers to a couple of similar childhood events and my thoughts at the time. It is about daddy-Monster's temper and the effect it had on one of my brothers and the rest of us.) I am eight or nine years old;my reckless brother is one year...
I think you meant it, but I couldn’t trust you enough to believe you. For sure you were seeking some sort of closeness, but it was too late. There were too many years of silence, unspoken sentences and rejection. Too many looks of disgust that just brought home that...
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