Don’t Flash Back.

It should be called a past-flash. Maybe even pre-now flash. As the fire cracks and the mirror breaks. As the words spew and emotions rake. Yesterday is now.You wonder how. While smiling with glee at a nice childhood memory. You can smell the cake baking, the memory of it taking. You back to a time … Continue reading Don’t Flash Back.

Manipulated Paradox

It's hard to fathom the levels of manipulation I've been subject to. As I walk this journey, I've learned that I must grieve the things I've lost. Tonight I realized that one of the things I lost was my mother. She didn't die, but she wasn't there growing up. I spent so much of my … Continue reading Manipulated Paradox