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Now what?

What do you do when you’ve unpacked all your trauma? You’ve folded it all neatly and put it away. Donated what you no longer need. Now what? Why is this suitcase still chained to my ankle?
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I’ve decided to just continue along with my quest to add more beauty into this world. It’s not my responsibility to bring the ugly to light, it will do that all by itself, even though I’m pretty good at articulating it. Nobody that could actually do anything about the issues I’m concerned with gives a shit anyway, so what’s the point? I should just forget it and get over the fact that America elected a rapist for their president, right? I should just stop crying about it and move on, right? Well here you go America. Here’s a fistful of flowers with a hearty fuck you behind it. I’m sure you’ll get exactly what you deserve, one way or another.

Miscarriage

It wasn’t planned. My first born son was just a toddler, not even two yet. I was pregnant again. I remember this overwhelming feeling of fear when I first found out. I was not prepared for another baby so soon and wasn’t even sure at that point in my life if I wanted to have more than one child. At the first gynecologist appointment, everything appeared fine. A healthy heartbeat was detected. I was given pictures of the ultrasound. A due date was set. I was trying to come to terms with having another child so soon after the first. A couple of weeks later, when I was approximately eight or nine weeks along, I became sick. I’m not sure if it was a virus or food poisoning, but it caused me to vomit so violently that I started to bleed. I knew something was wrong. I scheduled a follow up gynecological appointment. The ultrasound technician had to call the doctor into the room. They could no longer detect a fetal heartbeat. My doctor looked at the ultrasound screen and said, “The brai

Look At This Man

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Look at this man. Can you see the shame in his eyes? I can. That’s the look of a man that abandoned 5 children in the United States only to flee the country, running away from all of his business and personal responsibilities, just to start a third family in some carefree gorgeous paradise.  That’s the look of a man that owes my three children and I over $72,000 in back child support and alimony. Not to mention how much he owes to the girl he cheated on me with for the two kids he spawned with her. On a side note, I wonder how she feels about him these days? Doesn’t this man look proud? Just look at him! This 40 plus year old man dressing and acting like he’s still in his 20’s. He’s still so vivid and virile! He has to be in order to keep up with that pretty little young thing he has impregnated. I am highly doubtful  she is even out of her 20’s. She didn’t like the fact that I posted this photo of their new happy family on my social media stories a few days ago, so I decided to memori

I See Myself

I see myself As a constellation  A series of stars  Aligned just right  All you want to do Is stare into my night I see myself  As the moon With permanent tears in my eyes  Trying to hide  From the people  That worship the sky

Pulverize

I would never tear you to pieces  But I might pulverize whatever is left

Ocean Reset

Take me to the place  With coral mornings Where the water meets the skies Sea oats will sway  Through wasted days Breezing into mauve colored nights