Ugh, clarity.
I’ve handled this all wrong. Understandably hurt, yes, but I’ve handled this just terribly. Recent family challenges have bubbled over. It took a 47-minute phone call […]
The Identified Patient Extends to Immediate Family
My role as identified patient extends beyond my mother…apparently. I spoke up to my immediate family about recent mistreatment I received by my sister’s boyfriend. The […]
Biological Blues
So my mother, whether rightfully or unrightfully so, gets the blame for my childhood and adulthood challenges. Well, I had a slap-in-the-face epiphany yesterday when I […]
Wandering Child
I breathe the air of queens pastRespite I thought was sure to lastI was never meant to be your shadow to castYour tag-along you’d drag alongTo […]
The Letter I Wish My Mother Wrote Me
Dear Kristin, Congratulations on graduating from Texas Tech. I’m sorry I wasn’t there; I should have been. Here’s the deal. I was a shitty mother. I […]
The first poem I wrote about being 5 years old and wanting to die
Wound up from the sound of my wounds It seems my seams are splitting with the spiting, hitting, biting fighting When does it end, I’m a […]