The Car Wash and the Soul
The Urban Mom I went to the car wash today.An ordinary thing, mechanical. Just another check on the…
Read moreHome, in Flesh and Bone
BodyI tried to change you,to chisel you down with the hammer of shame,to cover you…
Read moreThis Is What It Means to Be a Woman
What is it like to be a woman? To be a woman means tightening my…
Read moreI Am Judas: When Betrayal Looks Like Silence
I didn’t want to confess this. But the truth erupts from my skin like a…
Read moreThe Thief on the Cross: Redemption Beyond Despair
The wind lashes Golgotha. It lifts dust over a world that can no longer touch…
Read moreThe Haute Couture Moments of the Soul: When You Finally Stop Running
I spent my whole life running. After diplomas, beautiful things, and silent approvals in strangers’…
Read moreWhat It Feels Like Being a Woman Living in Her Own Body
“What is it like being a woman and living in your own body?” she asks…
Read moreBorn From a Burn-A Poem About Rebirth
I was a door without a lock.They came in without knocking.I was a floor.I was…
Read moreThe Body I Came Back To (Poem)
My body was once a promise.An uncertain map of a blooming path,the silence between two…
Read moreThe Prodigal Daughter – The Long Road Back Home
The road back home is longer than I remember. My feet are burning, dusty and…
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