Tingling
Just underneath
Growing
Intensity
Sharp objects
Digging in
Serrated vulnerability
Your words
Slicing me
Isolating clarity
Reflections of grief
Wounds picked clean
Disguised as healing

Some days a domestic goddess, and other days a lost woman that still hasn’t bothered to brush her hair. My journey is full of life’s whimsical tales, love, laughter, heartache, trauma, passion, fantasy and everything in between.   My writing is raw, sometimes too raw but I write it anyways, it’s my truth, my voice and I will share it. I’ve been described as honest, even complicated and have a whole lot of sassy undertones, so things get interesting,  even comical at times.  You can read more of my writing at The Broken Inside Me