I Did a Bad, Bad Thing.

I Did a Bad, Bad Thing.

I carry with me weight unneeded.  This weight in the literal and metaphorical sense, I carry.  It surrounds me, envelops me and tricks me into thinking it is a part of me.  It is not. This weight wants to keep me busy.  It wants to keep me thinking I have to lose...
I Talk to Angels

I Talk to Angels

  I used to make stuff up a lot as a child.  I wore that look of longing.  Longing for love…longing for acceptance as a child. I used to lie about what I liked as a child.  I would change my tastes to suit.  To suit what you liked…what you liked about me...