What Do I Want?
This poem was written on a Saturday morning on my deck | Summer 2025
What is it- what do I want!? Days of rigid patterns and process- gloming for realities that daunt.
It’s a blueprint that feels created with permanent ink. Red-lined and overwhelmed by fear, and being weak.
My body is aching inside and in my head. Pings and zings, dull aches to remind me I’m not yet dead.
Art Workshop May 14th
Are you curious about the world of abstract art and eager to explore your own creativity? Join me for an Intuitive Art Workshop at Tyler’s Redemption on May 14th, from 4:00 to 6:00 pm.
The Doer
I have many rituals I place on my to-do list. These rituals, I think, are to comfort myself. De-puff, de-age, self-sooth, and heal. Heal from anxiety, worry, and a ruminating mind. What I’m beginning to feel in my life is a tension between what I’ve learned and witnessed life being - the frenetic push to build and grow a character of power, a career that flourishes, and an easily digestible female archetype.
