Gold drips from my fingertips searching for cracks. I am kintsugi. Scars across a mastectomied chest that tell my story. … More
Tag: self-love
a new day
heartbreak can be spiny and pokeylike a cactus growing wild in the deserta saguaroat the core inside there is more lifenourishing … More
Pay People What Their Work is Worth… and share a haiku or two
What would you change about modern society? Spread the money and don’t keep it at the top. The wealth wouldn’t … More
The Tiny Poet 