Protected: Talking, not Talking

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1,000 Mile Drive Epiphanies

Okay so 1,000 miles is exaggerating it just a little bit; it’s more like 900 miles. But anyways, I learned/ remembered a lot while driving all that way completely solo. The very first thing I learned/ remembered might have something to do with the fact that I was listening to Michael Moore’s Dude Where’s My … Continue reading →

The space between.

Between the place of purity and oneness and one of duty and honor, there is a place I find feels like home. A place that I stand and look back forth between the things that seem should be simple, but feel they must need be complex. I think of the simple things that I wish … Continue reading →

It’s time for my Self to Die

Pastor’s sermon was talking about family. Family and all the things that can tear it apart. I was sitting there looking up at him and barely breathing waiting to see the reason that mine feels so shaky, and he hit it on the head. I’ve been seeing all these things that have been speaking up … Continue reading →

Jailbird

And after my death I have traveled these varied paths, Each one leading me right back here. And these moments must destined, change the rest as I have, I still end up kneeling here and wishing it were different. And it must be me, must be mine. My Malfunction. A destiny to be incomplete A … Continue reading →

BDSM: A return to traditional roles?

Thanks to  Fifty Shades of Grey, there has been a big spotlight on BDSM lately. I haven’t taken a real interest in it, not having read the book myself, until I read “The Joy of Submission” as told to Erin Zammett Ruddy in Marie Claire about a woman who sexually empowered herself in a maledom … Continue reading →

Numbers

Six years since I’ve been this stupid No one to account to last time Nine little lines where only I can see them It’s not enough to satisfy Wipe the tiny droplets away Store red washcloth for tomorrow Or maybe this is not enough Maybe there’ll be some more tonight. Ten and eleven, push down … Continue reading →

Protected: Dear Runaway,

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Your Unseen Hand

New year and Neither wants to come out first Perhaps you think it’s the time To let me off the roller coaster Perhaps to me it might not be worth it Perhaps I am happier without it Or is it work schedule That’s bullshit Or are we misreading. Take a break and No one wants … Continue reading →

I and Me

I left me with you. That’s not who I am anymore Sometimes I act like her, But it’s not me anymore. I left me with you. I haven’t been that person since I let you walk away I went with you I’m still with you I’m not here This isn’t that me anymore. I left … Continue reading →