I am from… The lovely building Where I played with my friends At the age of 6 While he ogled from the other end. I am from the swings The slides, the seasaw and …

Where did I lose myself? Talking. Thinking. Trying. Hiding. Remembering. Realizing. Struggling. Hurting. When did I lose myself? Burying. Protecting. Finding. Hating. How I lost myself… Avoiding. Here I am.

the same way i count my thoughts in shapes & constellations strung together one too many times.

We change, turn over covers and apple strudels. We wake, fresh out the oven. We grow meeting seasons with new energy. Be a tree. We do not know why we are here. Neither do …

Learn To be Forgiving An open cloud Welcoming a rainbow Still rising After every storm Through lighting Quaking earth Fear and failure Stay in the sky Come nightfall Spread thin Straying into morning Accept …

I breath solace Tasting flurries of foam Fantasizing of feathers Caressing the water Cleansing, I am here This moment turns Grey stones into safe spaces Contemplating nothing Enjoying my pencil tracing Over my pages …

It took oh so long to get myself straight Doubtfulness delaying all the right things Herbal teas, mysticism, oral fixations Wise words written by those from before me Take lots of advice, some good, …

Please, don’t cheer at my progress! You may smile, But let your smiles be kindly and not wry - Not “There you see - we told you so!”. That style Can sting. Picture instead …

After, i was in therapy for years CBT worksheets plotted purposefully amongst childhood paraphernalia from corners, soft lamplight was thrown like a duvet trying to drape coziness  over the confining clinical unease. and they were …

A life of Trauma is like a life at stormy sea The brutal storms and changing tides drowned you in an instant in time.  The crashing waves beat you around and forever the fear pins you …