That magical moment
That magical moment when rain drifts on my window And I can feel it on my skin, That magical moment when all is clear and…
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That magical moment when rain drifts on my window And I can feel it on my skin, That magical moment when all is clear and…
A woman’s life — consumed with self-hatred,exiled from her creative source —wasted beauty and passion.Soul— lost to guilt and shame.Reclaim your birthright —shine endlessly,banish fear…
Trauma resides in my body. Snuggled deep in the folds of my brain, it tucks itself beneath my right should blade, gathering like poison about…
I hear the rainfallIt sings a sweet melodyEach drop a new note Image Credit: Eutah Mizushima on Unsplash©Heather Martin, 2022
Squelch. The shower rains down as I squeeze the final bits of nourishing moisture from the purple bottle. Forcefully, I press again, but the lingering…
Where there is light, I endeavor to go. Even a tiny steam in the crack of a heavily paneled wall–I will welcome. A drop I…
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