thinking about the past poem

is there a word for thinking about the past that isn't nostalgia- because you don't look back on it fondly, and not regret- because it happened to you without your permission? when memories activate heartache? i learned something recently- there are some people that can live decades with tumors that don't kill them. all they... Continue Reading →

little baby poem

I was promised constellations and blessings beyond measure. But I had to leave what I was taught in order to receive. God didn't just heal my body after you were born, but began healing generations. I know, I know that people cannot save you; but there is a cure when I look into your face.... Continue Reading →

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