And then I said no

This week, while dealing with loss and guilt, self-care took on a different form for me. A tattoo that was waiting to be finished had to make way for me to get some sleep.

Odyssey

Our lives were one from the start And will stay one with all mother’s lives Whatever we do, its too late Too late, she says I see you in every woman And behind every man Where am I? Am I in your belly? Under your foot? On your back? All I know is I’m there... Continue Reading →

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