recovering self
breathing deeply, feeling deeply
sighing from the soul
spaciousness of time
a gathering of women
sacramental slow
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chaos, grief, fear
chaos, fear, grief
here’s the good news:
I used to disassociate
feel nothing
eat to fill the emptiness
die a thousand deaths
from loneliness
I’m not alone
tears flow freely
breathing
standing up
even laughing
painting a yellow sunflower
for the woman who listened
washed my hair
sent me home
with kindness
on my heart
A Streak of Teal 