I was always the shit show. Hi! It's me again, Margaret; the girl that ALWAYS got too drunk at parties, or restaurants, or anywhere really. The girl that prided herself on being able to handle her liquor, self professed life of the party once the tequila kicked in. Miss. I just need a drink or… Continue reading Susan M. Conway: I was always the shit show.
Some of this is old armor Too many years Of padding and fleshing it out For protection Inadvertantly But true just the same If I am a bigger girl Who fed her emotions To shut them up Less attention is paid Most of the time A thick layer of fat To keep out the world… Continue reading Deanna L. Raymond: I will not apologize for the shape I am.
I will glorify the shit out of my body. I dont know if I ever got used to men discovering my body before I had. I remember it always made me.feel uncomfortable to be stared at. Kinda like when prey gets a bit jumpy around a predator that took that second glance it's way. I… Continue reading Susan M. Conway: I will glorify the shit out of my body.
Over the edge Hannging onto control By a thread Dangling over that sweet Dark chasm Release With a snarly animal grin Back arched and falling And my heart is a choir of 'Fuck yes' Hammering in time With yours. -DR https://www.facebook.com/DarkerRooms-1854246928205970/ #TheGingerPost #100DayPrompt #TGP100DayChallenge
Everytime I am forgiven Connections form, every time I am forgiven. Moreover, every time I forgive myself, the fissures in my heart suckle themselves back together; closed wounds, and an open, open heart, instead of the other way around now. Moreover, every time I forgive myself, the fissures in my heart suckle themselves back together;… Continue reading Susan M. Conway: Everytime I am Forgiven