Two Things I Know Now

At some point, I decided I wasn't worth knowing. My limbs desperately grasped at the wind while my body yearned for touch Seeds of potential spilled on the concrete My mask fused to my skin under the heat of others opinions   This quarter century has taught me two things;   Flowers grown in my…

Stone to Seed

Maybe.. The word that's become so important to my healing. When I allowed space for maybe around my deepest darkest thoughts and opinions about myself, I slowly opened a moat of possibility for me to swim in and out of. It made that black box smaller and smaller, surrounded by possibility. It has revolutionized me…