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Goodbye, Blue Monday. Hello, Indigo Tuesday. Positivity and connection through poetry and short stories. Learning to be human.

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    Category: Resilience

    my monsters

    I starved myself down to the marrow in the narrow hope that my demons would find these bones to skinny to lick clean. Oh, but these monsters found rooms in my… Read more “my monsters”

    January 31, 2019February 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Wicked Lies

    There is a ghost of who I used to be who lays her head on the underside of my pillow and whispers wicked lies behind my eyes… Read more “Wicked Lies”

    January 20, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    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”

    January 14, 2019January 15, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    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”

    January 5, 2019January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    I am not a stranger to the rain

    I am not a stranger to the rain. I am not a hard-packed desert who at first storm-break will flood, reject the course of life that comes most naturally. I am soft… Read more “I am not a stranger to the rain”

    December 24, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Snowmelt

    The wrongness of winter rain on fresh snow– where do the snow fairies go in this world promised frozen? 

    December 18, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Dry Eyes

    but to pull myself together now would be to squeeze a palm of sand to stone without water, the healing crush of tears 

    December 13, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Do not ask the sun who she shines for

    Do not ask the sun who she shines for– though she illuminates the shadows of men her light is the product of a fire in her belly that cannot be extinguished or… Read more “Do not ask the sun who she shines for”

    December 10, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Burned Out

    A long-forgotten wick, lit, burns fast in melted wax 

    December 4, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

    Nothing delicate but my laundry

    This skin I’m in tastes of freedom I will not shrink for your desire 

    December 2, 2018January 6, 2019 by Allyson Morin

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