Salt: A Poem

Trigger Warning: Abuse In the mouth of my mother is a sinking something. I know things are drowning when she forces her eyes shut to keep the tears inside. I wish one of these days, she would burst open and let the flood out. The way a man hits his wife when anger runs through … Continue reading Salt: A Poem

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A Trembling Yes: A Theory

I wish someone had told me breaking out of comfort zones isn’t as easy as many of us make it seem. The subject should be written with fighting gloves on because it’s one big battle between the life we are so used to- the usual parameters, the familiar red lines- and the glorious (sometimes bloody) … Continue reading A Trembling Yes: A Theory