Skinny Dipping in Love ∞ An Invitation to the Restive Wanderer
It's Time to Come Home!
If walking away were a weapon, you would have it locked and loaded at all times and there would be a thousand casualties littering the path
Pomegranate Revolution ∞ A Creed & A Defense of Your Dreams Written In Blood & Passion
This is My Creed:
My soul (and sole) purpose is the liberation and fortification of the willing.
I am here because I believe in Pomegranate Revolutions with their bittersweet flavor and
Song of Belonging ∞ A Love Letter to the Withered Outcast
You arrived without fanfare, to a mother, alone in the forest, biting down on a leather strap. Your first encounter with this world was a lonely one. There you were, covered
Gratitude for the Soul Ravaged ∞ From Trauma to Triumph in Two Little Words
From the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment. ∞ Lucretius
It’s pretty hard to work
Magic & Abundance In the Trenches
I woke up hurting today and that was pretty damn inconvenient to be honest with you. I would rather have popped awake with an enthusiastic Ra-Ra-Ra, feeling well rested and ready
I Am Broken
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit
The Harlot’s Robe
God will not be mocked. You will be punished.
Those are the words my mother said to me when I was just 16 years old. She, was at that time, confronting me
A Love Letter to the Scarlet Women Whose Spirits Refuse to Break
My beloved Scarlet, don’t mistake this letter for an unschooled missive written by the hand of an overly romantic fool.
I know where you have been!
I have seen you stand
Cassandra Was a Prick Tease
Mythology, it's just a story, or so we imagine.
Yet, throughout history, we have used mythology to teach the lessons of culture to the next generation, and in many ways, to
Today I am surrendering to Scarlet.
She is the part of me that couldn’t easily adapt to the weight of abuse and abandonment.
She would not go gently into the self-mollification