A Woman Now I remember when I was in my thirtieswhen motivation was abundant andmy muscles were always tender fromthe hard tearing in group ex Body Pumpclass at the women’s gym. I watchedolder women around me, judging their plumpbellies and soft arms, in awe of the stay-the-sameness of their bodies. I didn’tunderstand why after so… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 24
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POEM A DAY – February 9
Monday Morning Reflection on a Sunday Evening Thing I Did (Maybe) It’s quite possible that yesterday at my friend’s houseas I was lounging on the sofa, and talking aboutBad Bunny’s Super Bowl half-time extravaganzaI stuck my finger in my ear and caught a chunk of skinunder my nail and then looked at it…all the whilecontinuing… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 9
2025 – Journal, Seasons & Surrender
Twenty-twenty-five is here! What a year number. It feel very...Back to the Future...but, like, the future is here...and it's not like I thought it would be. I don't 'feel' like a new year has begun. I don't feel like I want to start new things or 'resolve' old things...even though there is a part that… Continue reading 2025 – Journal, Seasons & Surrender
#NPM22 – The (Secret) Intimacy of the Photograph
The (Secret) Intimacy of the Photograph it is me and it is not meI transfix on the profile of An Otherwith my legs, covered in rose-garden pantyhose a shape a size a landscape, unfamiliarto my mind’s mirroryet there I amme but not me such displacementor dysmorphia orsuch rabid ability to despisedisrespect, such refusal of acceptancea… Continue reading #NPM22 – The (Secret) Intimacy of the Photograph