A Poem Called “Dear God”

God, please give me the strength to live my life to my fullest and not live life in fear.Please guide me with strength and wisdom along the way, be present for me, and be near. Show me a happier and more healthy way of living, where my life isn’t stagnant and self-centered around drugs.Please wrapContinue reading “A Poem Called “Dear God””

The Belly of The Beast

When I was a little girl, seven or eight, I aspired to be a mortician. I dreamt that, by now, I would be “humanely” robbing a human corpse of their liquid gold. In return, I would pump their bodies full of carcinogenic formaldehyde. Strange, I know. I was a dead woman walking at the pinnacle of my disease. WhoContinue reading “The Belly of The Beast”

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