Nothing will put you together again, the whole of your parts will never be located; and no one will ever know you as you truly are if you present your story with a veil protect yourself with little lies that feel safe deliver interpretations rather than the truth But you’ll get disgusted with their efforts […]
Part 1 The little lion cub had a mane of golden hair that framed its tiny heart-shaped face like a flowing crown of leaping flames. The lion known as Ray, was fierce and curious and silly. A funny combination of things that met much like two seas colliding: uproariously, beautifully, magically. Ray lived in a […]
The thing about molting is the process is never pretty. There’s no way to heave and contract and wriggle and writhe to release an entire cloak of yourself and make it look good. For us humans, the molting process is usually the center of some deep cathartic experience, also not usually pretty. If you do […]
Wound up in Leo Carillo. Everyone has probably heard of or experienced marriage getting to that dreaded point. Days where you don’t even see each other. Wake up, scramble to get something that resembles breakfast into your mouth and the mouths of your young kids, throw a lunch together, brush several sets of teeth, run […]
Why is it, as adults we stifle welling tears and try our hardest to push past them? I’m a grown woman, a mother, wife, sister, best friend. Yet when the tears come I do my best to shove them back like a good girl ought to. Naturally, they don’t come quite as often as they […]
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