Divorce

  • Sleep

    It’s 4:11am. The waves of a broken life roll through me like an unwelcome surprise upon a drying shore. I think about hot chocolate and the sound of the ocean, because they soothe me. Thank goodness for hot chocolate and… Continue reading

  • Hiding

    There must have been a fire like this before. The last fire… she couldn’t remember it, couldn’t remember a burn on each and every side before. Then again she had a habit of forgetting the fire like all the other… Continue reading

  • Sad and Beautiful

    There was something sad and beautiful about the way she held her head high. Continue reading

  • Everything While I’m Alive

    There are days when I fall to my knees. When the wind leaves me hollow, and my tears water the dust. And I say to the ache of life— I feel you. Still, I ask you to stay. Because without… Continue reading

  • Facing the Truth

    I stopped and I said to myself: I am in pain. I did not try to hide it. Or justify its reasons. I did not try to pretend the hurting wasn’t there, or as true as it truly was to… Continue reading

  • Cry

    When I cry, I melt all the pieces of you in me, and we flow into the world like the beautiful river we are, once again. Continue reading

  • Aching Memories

    Catch your aching memories and hang them in a tree. There they shall be beautiful, for all the world to see. Continue reading

  • For The Love Of Self

    I love how deep this heart of mine goes. I love that if I love you, you know just how much and why. I love that my feelings shine into the midnight sky. Some might call this: overly sentimental. I… Continue reading

  • When Life Hits The Fan: Eat Chocolate

    I may or may not be sitting here on my couch, eating chocolate. And when I say I may or may not be…what I actually mean to say is: I am. I will warn you right now: this is one… Continue reading

  • When A Butterfly Takes Flight

    It’s the broken heart of my life. When the soft girl found me, she brought me the most beautiful things. She helped me to feel the trees, and sing with them into the sun. She helped me to turn my… Continue reading