“Your seeds are going to grow. Just wait and see.” The promise of a 6 year old.

I planted seeds in little black pots 15 days ago. Even while I planted them I could feel doubt leaking through my pores dampening my gloves from the inside.  I kept sighing heavily and under my weighted breath, I mumble to myself "Damn! It takes so much patience handling these delicate tiny seeds!" The gruff... Continue Reading →


Shedding Skin Writing Practice: I want to be the girl who

I want to be the girl who is invited to all the cool parties, overnights and games.   I want to be the girl who is referred to as "my best friend" or "the one I trust." I want to be the girl who has as many girlfriends as boyfriends. I want to be the... Continue Reading →

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