dentist ptsd

I ground myself in the chair pushing the thoughts out of my mind as best I can knowing they’re forever ingrained in my body I shake I cry communication makes me feel safe communication makes me laugh I don’t always have to live in the past the present can be a little joyful mostly bearableContinue reading “dentist ptsd”

Moon in Full

October’s chill hits my skin. I step out into the night, my barefoot on the cold wood. Moon so crystal clear, so pretty, so bright. I gasp at the sight of the shine. How clearly I can make out its craters. It reminds me of the midday sun. I try to snap a photo butContinue reading “Moon in Full”

autumnal equinox

the crisp clung in the midwest air as the wind blew slightly cool. autumn arrived over night, driving from one state to another, the change in weather marked the beginning of fall layers. the clouds moved in and by night, rain was covering the road. red wine and dancing was mixed with cozy blankets andContinue reading “autumnal equinox”

misty rain on saturday

When you enter a place of stillness, you awaken the divinity within you. Peggy Sealfon hiding from the chill of early september under the pile of blankets in my bed fuzzy socks on my cold feet I reread a book I first read in college misty rain on saturday cozy day inside my body isContinue reading “misty rain on saturday”

thoughts of now

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath smell of fresh rain sound of fans turning late afternoon naps sweaters and tea first thing in the morning dogs going crazy all the time drives with scenic views hips hurting from standing oneContinue reading “thoughts of now”

10:23 pm

my window is closed I can hear the cicadas chirping loudly tonight drowning out the usual quiet of august evenings, the rain this afternoon startled the whole house the dog ran from the bathroom to the closet nonstop for thirty minutes like a spy trying to hide darting from one dark space to the other,Continue reading “10:23 pm”

end of june blues

the end of pride month grief lingers heavy in the summer air I cannot properly put into words how I am feeling still in the midst of processing the weight of the fact that women in this country are not allowed to choose what’s best for their bodies

adjusting

my body aches in places I don’t usually feel in trying to adjust for my ankle to heal, I become aware of the toll my body takes in the process. my shins get the brunt of bruising, trying to sit while working leads to bumping into shelves and solid structures finding comfort for my leftContinue reading “adjusting”