Poetry and other writing exploring feminism, motherhood, self, the Goddess, love, life, nature, the outdoors, all things beautiful and divine, all things sacred, destructive, and chaotic.
16 July 2007
Here are some words just to say I am here. Head, neck, butt, aches on this hard chair. Street echoes outside my window. My finger in a partial cast really itches. I am heartbroken and fight the tears. My fiance moved out; yeah, left me. I am trying to be okay. I am trying to be. Be. Just be.