Entry 34: Anxiety

Seize my breath Wring my gut It is a feat to climb from my nest Each day Out in the world We are alone, alone Who […]

Entry 28: Center

my toes solid on the ground the vortex thrashing around me, my stomach feels the uneasy tickle of the winds sweeping threatening to yank me into the […]

Week 9: Time

it passes, it will tell, it will heal all wounds, it’s ticking, it’s up, i’m counting it down, i’m losing it, racing against it, fighting for […]

Week 3: The Debate

Bile churns into nausea, flooding my stomach I feel untethered and ill, at the idea that His squinty eyes, and that god awful orange hair would represent US […]