Few and far between. For every blog post published is pages and pages of poetry, scribbles, journaling and non-sharing. It’s time to slowly slowly slowly try and let go. It’s been a really long time since all of this and I’m still just okay and I know I’m sometimes distant and sometimes snappy and often confused. I’m trying though. Bear with me.
Tag: abortion
I’m ready to talk:
I know it should worry me
but the sickness it bubbles up and not eating isn’t the most important thing, right now. I don’t care, I don’t care.
Desperate for sleep, with a dancing mind. Flinging itself
into each and every corner of my skull. Just to say
“hey,
i’m here, and I’m not quite done. I’m not quite ready to rest. I still have some dancing to do.”