Joy
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Joy

Joy is belonging –
Laughter with loved ones,
Piled on top of each other.
Joy is liberation –
Freedom to be yourself in a world that usually doesn’t understand.

If You Float You’re a Witch

If You Float You’re a Witch

The witch hunts were essentially designed to root out anyone that opposed or didn’t conform to the patriarchal model of the time (and this one). Specifically, this meant single women, widows, the old, and the poor. All of these people were considered a needless expense of their village, because they did not neatly fit into the “woman’s” role as wife, child-bearer, or even sex object. If they couldn’t be used for baby-making, they were of no use to society.

Blackberries

Blackberries

We stumble endlessly upon beauty
And the fruits of the Earth.
Our winding conversations
Sweep us through infinite fields
Of crackling summer grass,
And carry us along on the soft sea breeze.

Dispassion

Dispassion

I am coated in cynicism,
Its chalky glaze pasted with rough hands over my soft heart.
I see beauty, but it does not breathe inspiration into the blackened cave of my mind.