I should have celebrated 2 years of sobriety from alcohol on 9.24.2020 — Personal moment of shared jargon. On Sept. 24, 2018 — I was blessed with the opportunity to get sober from my partner in destruction, alcohol. I proceeded to be sober for 1.5 years, then when the coronavirus took hold in early 2020,… Continue reading We Do Recover
A broad in the audience, floating as shell that gutted its hermit & sent it to sell. The last time I woke, in a turn of events. The mercy of my God was bigger than choral resentments. A bobbing appetite for squandered shoals, a standing testament of woman on time with notes. The house of… Continue reading A.I.
The motion of joy is the choreographer of my soul. Once open to arriving, I had no need to visualize a door. For, like the butter, I could not believe that I was the Homeowner and also, the Key. Oh! How foolish it would be! To be matter of fact! To be like a deck… Continue reading A Series of Self: Kendra, Pt. V
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