i used to worry that others would finally see the truth of me my midnight darkness entwined with silver light reject me as the monster

Reclaiming my inner badass at 50
i used to worry that others would finally see the truth of me my midnight darkness entwined with silver light reject me as the monster
With an intense almost Gothic darkness, reminiscent of the novels of Ann Rice, “Myths of Girlhood” entices us into its pages. Christine Ray references familiar
The floor stretches before me black and white checkerboard tile feet glide soundlessly to the waltz in my head My arms arched as if partnered
This is an autobiographical fragment from my first year at the University of Pennsylvania’s School of Social Policy and Practice back in 1990. For those who
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With each jug of spirits I ingest, my organs’ mourning does crescendo; and premature funeral trumpets bleat in…
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There was a war that day indisputably although, nobody talked about it you would see them walking by…
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Not to love, then by Georgia Park (Private Bad Thoughts) He can’t love himself until he’s filthy stinkin’…