As a child, I didn’t want to be bad. So I was good. I accepted the stories that people told me about my father because it was easier to go along with the crowd than it was to stick up for the underdog. I disregarded my unwavering desire to know and love my father with …
This is a complete course in the expansion of your consciousness. Your tools: divine femininity powerful masculinity balance heartbreak loss devastation ecstasy Dig past the root, it is just your ego. Having been watered for decades it will put up a fight. Dig past the hurt, past the people and projections that were empty fodder …
The fragrance of this room is familiar It is the rotting embers of truth and light, trampled on for months filling my nose and brain. I’ve found myself here again, hints of my consensual participation buzzing in my ears. Its tail bats away a fly Hooves march about The stench becomes unbearable. The last glowing …
An ode to this hair: a subtle, yet gentle reminder glistening in the florescent light of my bathroom as I wash out another bowl of the middle kid’s puke. Another child screams “I’m hungry!” as the smell of the freshly soiled diaper of another pours over me, and I look up into the mirror. Something …