Tag: self-liberation
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I Fell In Love With Winter This Year.
Ode to an ending season. The view outside my window is magical. The expansive box elder tree in our garden spreads up and out, sheltering our cozy home. Its branches reach and swell, weaving intricately. My window frames it perfectly. Crisp white snow covers every branch, thick and thin, gnarled and straight. Tan leaves hang,…
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Softening.
I am the softest I have ever been. Once there was only hard angles, jagged edges. All claws and teeth, and spikes and bone. Gnashing away at the things I love,Showing regard with clenches and tugs.Yanking and ripping, and tearing and biting. I am the softest I have ever been. Once there was only peaks and spires,Now…
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Lessening and Loosening.
A time travel tale. (Please note: This was originally posted to substack on January 29, 2026, but I want it to live here too.) I recently read this amazing fucking essay by Doechii (read it here), and it got me thinking: If I could go back in time, when would I visit myself? Which version of…
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New Beginnings.
“Beginning anew and starting over is not the same thing.” New beginnings are terrifying to me. They demand, at the very least, vulnerability, faith, feeling, and risk — all qualities I praise out loud, yet internally seem to revile. Starting over, on the other hand, is a relative breeze. It demands nothing except momentary discomfort while…
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Rock-a-stack.
“Morality, if it is to remain or become morality, must be perpetually examined, cracked, changed, made new.” – James Baldwin “As Much Truth As One Can Bear,” New York Times Book Review, January 14, 1962 I have been given a beautiful gift. It is a wonderful, amazing, nourishing, loving, and life changing gift. It is…