backseat brain driver thought threads bunch and untangle let’s see where this goes Powered down my brain and drew another map of its contents. What do you… Read more “Bound together: Brain Map #3”
Author: Allyson Morin
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Brain Map #2: Plant me in the garden
I took out my pen and began drawing the other day: stressed out, overworked, 12 hours into a 24-hour shift with not enough windows and too many… Read more “Brain Map #2: Plant me in the garden”
April 4, 2015
Alternately titled: journal of a girl who has yet to find her way I don’t want to have already experienced the last good day. I can feel the… Read more “April 4, 2015”
The epiphany
I curled my leaves and starved myself to the root to deny the pain of blooming, to pollute. and what I found was that the sun didn’t… Read more “The epiphany”
what’s the hurry?
Be so still that you finally notice the way the clouds once mistaken for still and sure rush across the sky by the hand of an unseen gale and perhaps consider why you… Read more “what’s the hurry?”
Ink therapy: Brain Map #1
A little bit of art therapy this week! I started with a Sharpie marker and an 11 x 14 pad of paper then zoned out as drew… Read more “Ink therapy: Brain Map #1”
the art of letting go
We want to believe that if we set our intentions to develop into the sort of people we need to see in the world, that life, or the universe, or whatever, will resonate with… Read more “the art of letting go”
Frohes Neues Jahr
Cold at bay with bottom shelf bourbon cobblestone streets shine bright as day as the first fireworks erupt on the horizon and the second fireworks sizzle against… Read more “Frohes Neues Jahr”
About me
My name is Allyson. I was born in 1996 and named by my math teacher mother’s fifth-grade students who she told to name me anything they wanted… Read more “About me”
Plant me in the garden
a plant’s roots, pot-bound, grow to the shape of that which kills it gnarled comfortably below the surface. plant me in the garden where I may feel the sun… Read more “Plant me in the garden”
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