my words are the soft spaces beneath my breasts where I am most vulnerable. my truths are just my truths. my reality is my own construct. like the moment I inhale before singing a warm tone, there is pause in publishing anything. so here are the words; unapologetic, raw, error-filled, and human.
writing is therapy. it is vital to let the crazy out and the light in. words aren’t always pretty, or right, or comfortable, but they are mine. i claim them. i own them.
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