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brutal honesty

No, your mean spirited truth can not destroyed me,
nor will I fall apart while you slice the very air with the
sharpened knives of your unkind words.

the painful truth

. . a woman is battered every nine seconds in the United States.

. . . domestic violence kills ten women every day in this country.

my sisters, and other sisters

I have three younger sisters,
they will always be little girls
in my mind
They are in fact,
grown women now
with families and joys and
sorrows of their own.
Tonight,
I was thinking of my other sisters
the women out there,
across this globe,
where ever they might be
whose lives are not in their control
whose husbands are their jailers
their keepers
whose children are hostages to the [...]

expectations

Broken hearts and shattered dreams
are the stuff of expectations.
they are the trouble after all
if only this . . .
if only that . . .
Daydreams and wishes are wasted hours
today is all we have,
this very moment,
right now
is all that we can truly
call our own
the rest is stuff,
and expectations.
If you must love,
don’t spend [...]

excuse me, but your duct tape is showing

at other times,
i am that old me
with empty eyes
hopeless
the broken pieces of my life
sticking up like picket fences
around crumbling flower gardens

living with pain

Pain has been my constant companion
for may days and nights
and long ago
and years to go from now
if that be so

finding the path

We don’t all get to follow some straight path and have perfect lives with perfect skin and never a moment of stress. Some of us have to be the ones on the crooked path, tripping over roots in the dark, and ending up dirty and lost. That’s me. Well, that was me. I’m on a better path now.

today

Today is a lovely day. This is my only today, this one day that is mine today. The only moment I have is this one. Right now. Right this very moment.