Things I’m Afraid to Tell You…

That there’s a home in me deeper than flesh, stronger than bone, calmer than trouble and more infinite than all these fading words… That there’s a longing in my bones that can melt glaciers. That there’s a quiet strength in all the weakness I’ve accepted. That there is courage in the vulnerable broken pieces I’ve rushed to sweep under the rug.

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Tell Him, Tell Me…

To all the things & people we lost in the fire
so we could learn how to dance in the rain.

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A Declaration of Sanity: I’m Not Crazy, I Just Feel Things Too Deeply.

‘I miss myself,’ she whispered. ‘I miss the sliding of my fingers on a skin that feels like home. My hands almost forgot how to speak… I miss the way laughter used to be my only medicine and how my heart was able to wake up every morning without weighing a hundred years, and do sky business with the world, like any other uncaged bird… I miss new stories on my body, new metaphors for an old soul that knows no other tune but hope…’

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Howl.

Howl for the longing trapped beneath our bones, for all the shaking we have yet to do, for all these crying wolves still hiding in our chest, the years of sinking sand we carry
in our shoes. Howl for us too.

Howl for the homeless and the home within, the aching truth in us that tries to leak its light through eyes too tired to believe,

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