The inner child in me is looking at me and wondering why I keep etching the same patterns in the dirt with a stick. “I don’t know,” I say to myself.“What does it mean?” she asks.“I don’t know,” I reply.“Then why – ““I don’t know,” I cut her off.“Do you know anything?” she asks, frustrated.“Yes.
I am magic. I have starlight in my fingertipsand moonbeams streaming from the ends of my hair.I walk barefoot in the dark and color in the sunsets. I take big deep breaths before plunging into cold waters and let the night sky sing me to sleep. I feel the heartbeat of the Earth and the
It was a beautiful day. I hadn’t ventured out much yet and wanted to try to find some interesting things to see. I ended up walking down roads I had only driven, and wasn’t sure I’d find much. I was out for nearly two hours and finally made my way to the ball diamond in
I went for a “I need to get out of this house or I’m going to throw myself through a window” walk today. It was a beautiful, brisk 39 degrees so I threw on a hat and a warm coat. My legs almost seemed confused at first but quickly got into the groove again as
Do I believe in everything you’ve whispered into the wind?How could I?Would I be a fool if I did?Velvet promises of loving compliments.I am not all that you twisted into broken truths to make you feel comfortable in the hand-me-down sweaters and too-large-sneakers and embarrassing accessories.Can you see me yet?The girl with the broken eyes
I don’t even know what day it is of the quarantine of COVID-19, but here I am, sitting on my couch next to my husband and thinking about all of the things I need to do. I’ve been lucky enough to work from home for the past two weeks (even though it has brought along