Pep Talk 67: Bitch Co-Worker

Correct me if I'm wrong--but you can't stand this bitch. And that's fine. What isn't fine is that I can tell. Suddenly, you're aggressive and uncooperative. You avoid her like the plague and walk around the office like someone kicked your dog. I have to tell you before someone else does, but you don't have... Continue Reading →

4.27.19

Copper coins, Found in the rain, Glitter through a glare Of tears And rain water. Their heads turned up, Their tails turned down, And my tail between my legs As I walk home. I am unfortunately, fortunate to find A trail of empty riches, A path of pennies In this time of heartache.

4.14.19

In the Fall, I let go of you As the trees let go of Their leaves. My heartbeats echo your name And as the air becomes crisp and cold I fall into a well of dispair. I sleep until noon I hibernate and embrace My personal winter.

3.25.19

Bitter cups of tea-- Spiced chai for energy, Peppermint and ginger to sooth A turning stomach. Bubbles In bottles of champagne Celebratory and sweet: The taste of beginnings.

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