The more I come back, err, the more that comes out seems to be bringing some of my floated poetry back into motion. So many years, so many poems scribed on dinner and cocktail napkins–a friend of mine had so… Continue Reading →
I’ve made these weird allusions to the way things have changed recently even just with an answer–and all of these things, they point to a conclusion, for once. I’ve tried writing this shit down…and I’ve felt ill-prepared in many ways… Continue Reading →
So guys…thanksgiving was, for me, a pretty standard thing anymore. If you’d been following along you’d remember I traded a pretty decent circle of support and friends…a chosen family, as it were…I traded them in for a different life in… Continue Reading →
Interesting quandaries I have found myself in lately…but for once in my life–I know I am not the only one wondering how my body could turn against me so explicitly. I know there are other people out there suffering and… Continue Reading →
Something Worth Thinking About I found this earlier and thought…hmmmm. What do I do with this? I think there are a lot of people scheduled for these quite the opposite. Every single time I have had a surgery it was… Continue Reading →
Here are a few of the recent unfinished ones–generally what happens is I start writing it in the am–during a break from work or whatever…and then I forget about finishing it–and then I tell myself no, it is OKAY, because… Continue Reading →
The past 24 hours have been a bit of a whirlwind–emotionally and spiritually I have been a little taxed and renewed and still feel a little lost to some things. I realize my concept of time is not like other… Continue Reading →
Oh internet–you all know I have sung my songs before on what you were born to do and what you’ve become. I suppose that’s a line in another song I will plan to sing…but today I ran into another hallway… Continue Reading →
I stole this headline from this week’s lessons, courtesy of A Year To Clear–see I have been on this self-improvement kick as of late–trying all manner of class, scheme, whatever, to make a little cash as it feels like things… Continue Reading →
I’ve been in this existential crisis over the past few years trying to re-invent myself–by recognizing the shit around me, apparently–which when I cut it off right there without an explanation–seems pretty fucking stupid. I mean…you want a positive slant,… Continue Reading →
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