Bootstraps and Burdens
They told us to rise, to climb, to grind,To pull up our bootstraps, leave others behind.But the straps are frayed,…
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Beyond Tired
I am beyond tired.Not the kind of tired that sleep can fix,Not the kind of weary that a weekend can…
Whispers in Velvet Shadows
It’s the first day of May. People are planting flowers, taking nature hikes, enjoying the sunshine, planning picnics, and putting…
Let Me Age Like This
With graceful defiance, wisdom, and a desire to age with dignity and purpose, I sat and wrote this after a…
Pablo Neruda speaks to my soul
“But I love your feetonly because they walkedupon the earth and uponthe wind and upon the waters,until they found me.”…