bloganuary – Imperfection

#Blogjanuary How I’m Brave

I’m brave scrawling these words across the page. Reminding myself of language, I pluck words to find meaning, tone, imagery. I can do this; I do this. My words have power, and I need to express this power. 2022 was oppressive. It stuffed me down a dark shoot, wrestling with fears. I stopped blogging in… Continue reading #Blogjanuary How I’m Brave

Some archaic misogyny #Bloganuary prompt for Jan 23

This is an interview with Heathcliff from Wuthering Heights. I sort of thought of the interview with Louie from Interview with a Vampire, and what Rice was doing with it as a plot device. I wanted to highlight something here, capturing Heathcliff’s voice. I don’t think I accomplished what I was going for, but without adieu, here’s today’s prompt.… Continue reading Some archaic misogyny #Bloganuary prompt for Jan 23

Youth and beauty are not accomplishments

I wrestle daily with identities slapped onto me with little care or thought. People refusing to see beyond my exterior, certain my essence can be boiled down to a single identity. And I struggle with waning identities, slipping from my grasp. In equal parts, I shed these identities and rail against their disappearance. And where… Continue reading Youth and beauty are not accomplishments

A lyric response to time travel #bloganuary

I stare into the mirror. But really, I’m staring into the dark, swirling TV fuzz that is now my vision. I feel weighed down by this body, by life, by time. Twenty years veered into the future. My present a daily reminder of each path whizzed by. Disabled, wife, writer, mother- nothing bad, but a very different present than what… Continue reading A lyric response to time travel #bloganuary