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My Pen Flows . . . The Truth Follows

Like running, writing has always fit me and fulfilled me. Beyond defining my personhood, in all honesty it has helped me find my true self. A self that almost drowned in negativity and alcohol before it ever had a chance at adulthood. 731 more words

From Escaping Myself To Finding Myself


If we have this story to write in us

Then why do we feel the need to hide it from

The ones waiting

Breath baiting… 57 more words


Stifling Self-Hatred

How it hurts
The pain
Is so real
It feels like
Or something
Has taken
My heart
And my soul
And wrenched
Them out… 717 more words

From Escaping Myself To Finding Myself

Like Mother, Like Daughter

If you asked me to characterize my relationship with my mother, it isn’t always easy to capture. I love and respect her in many ways. She brought my twelve siblings and I into this world and has led a hard-working, dedicated life for her husband, children, and extended family.  523 more words

Messengers And Menders

My pencils

I’ve been working out my appreciation and love for my favorite tool…my trusty pencil.

The one that I’m always with, the one that feeds, the one that bleeds my soul, expresses my pain. 42 more words

Line By Line

Two Writing Souls and a Shared Diagnosis

Having kept a journal since I was young, I added a gratitude journal around age 30, and a journal to my son even before I got pregnant at age 35. 497 more words

Messengers And Menders