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Violent Muse

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2016

Heard It In A Past Life

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It sucked soooooo hard to have to edit my writing in half for the NDA—but I’m bringing it back in pre-censored form with a few choice word changes. Reclaiming a voice, writing a life.

"The events in this collection are true to the

New favorite 🎂 reading in my murder motel.

It’s a tough pill to swallow—
realizing what I thought might finally be a chance
to have a mother
is just more of the same:
drama, lying, denial.

“I’m sorry you feel that way.”

To me, it was a formative memory.
It warp

“GOING WEST” (watercolor on canvas, 24”x30”)

& the three puppers plus Kait need yards to camp in all over the USA in November & December.

I wanna visit your state! Submit your name if you’d be down to host a t

Storytime. You know where to find the link.

Lately looks like: a birthday in Pensacola that was more exhale than celebration. Standing across from the water, evergreen oak trees, long-needle pines, palms, and forgetting to make a wish. Packing the “van” (it is not a van) and pullin

Lately looks like clementines in the fridge and the police breaking in my door.

Lately looks like procrastinating on editing the poems but finally finding the right title for the new project (”Tender Offering”).

Lately looks like procra

The horrible ex dragged me to court for writing about him on here. Times are a little tough, but I’m thanking my little twelve-step higher power for the friend who keeps letting us crash with them—even if they’re so quiet I almodt c

A tender offering. Www you know where but also DM if you can’t seem to find it but want to.

No fixed address, city, or state.

Just art, dogs, a suitcase and some boxes, temporary places, twelve step meetings & learning to feel okay being with myself in quiet (harder than it seems).

Is this growth or a life imploding?
Peace or panic