do you know why

Do you know why mothers are a healing ground? Why they are a balm, a saviour, a creator of light? Why they can take your tears and turn them into the redefining of what your soul is, a better version, a refined self? Because they have been knitting you together, reshaping you, since you were […]

Akello

tired

isn’t it crazy that words are your best therapy but sometimes you feel too deeply to even lay on the couch they’ve set up for you like, you can’t find them to describe how tired tiredness feels and how weary you are of hope hope is a taxing, terrible thing because by virtue of its […]

supplication

I kiss a prayer onto your shoulder, leading a doxology down your neck for forgiveness and priestly pardons, past sins since forgotten blessings where vein meets sinew thanksgiving where lips skip over spine.

motherhood

motherhood must make you the most religious person in the room – constantly. find your powerful deity of choice with any luck, the most powerful – it’s a gamble with those guys – and rail at them begging them ‘not mine. don’t take mine.’ Constantly.

If you stand us side by side I have more scars You have more lies. They’re both dark splotches running through our cores Whatever is like love is a synonym for war.

nope, my nails aren’t done

I’m not the girl who’ll get a manicure every week. Or month. That goes for my hair too. It’ll be free like my thighs on a sunny sunny day next to my friend’s pool, talking about pubic hair and thick tan masking tape (which I assume is what waxing feels like?) I don’t really do […]

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