et I didn’t require what I gave, how brutal a truth to know my seasaw seat never flew in the air per my request.

It must have ascended before, off the ground, feet dangling, smile spreading across my face and heart, this I can not recall.

She doesn't hold grudges…

Two women full on their own desires, savoring their bravery with fresh fruit on a tropical island.

A new version of girlhood unlocked.

I am here speaking a language that only lives in my head, something more lives in my heart, in my veins, a language I do not have words for.

…the days I was attached to my phone. My days felt short when I was consumed. The constant contact to an inanimate object occupied…

And I think I know what you're thinking, I'm, we, are not meant to show up and spill out everything

Nah of course not

I am talking about the lil things

The wit, the honest awkwardness, I would have much rather stay quiet

BUT it is day 29

So staying quiet is not on the list of possibilities

what i learned about myself by blogging everyday for 30 days

This is my mission to uncover

Hush up girl its not a bad life

If i don't write this then the thing I REALLY want to say will never make it to the surface… 

The more I push down the longer the line gets

The creative juice is really starting to ferment. I mean I appreciate a probiotic as much as the next lad, lot, lad-body

But it's more like oj sat on the counter long time,

It's funky, it bites

Imagine something else tho

You know a place of belonging, of home, a place you haven't been.

Keep searching

Don't ignore their words when you can't declare an origin

don't ignore their judgement, you do the same to you.

Golden hues

A giving blue

Sultry fuchsia

Enlightened purple

Pines pierce my view 

Life green against night black rock

I cry

These are the hues of being alive.

desire