Yesterday’s struggles give today clarity.
I’m in the mood to say some shit people don’t say. That usually makes for an interesting day. If you’re a man, avoid me (my bad fellas).
Waging War Her words her ammo. Pain her battle. Branding her war’s cattle. The depth of wounds sear her soul. Armor so heavy, slicing her flesh. Onlookers smell defeat without a second glance. A woman forced to war, as society cast stones. Fatigue she wears to honor her struggle. She
Today has started Today I have woke in a significantly better space. My sleep was a bit restless as I tossed and turned. An idea came to mind about creating a canvass and that idea kept me thinking about my own experience. Not an experience that I wanted to keep