Susan M. Conway: I was always the shit show.

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.

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Stephanie Bennett-Henry: I will glorify the shit out of my body.

There’s a roar in the back of my throat that’s never sorry when it screams for you and screams for me: “I will glorify the FUCK out of my body” and the universe holds us now like the best kept secret on how to be so fucking beautiful, the stars fall to wish on us.

Deanna L. Raymond: I will not apologize for the shape I am.

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.

Susan M. Conway: I will not apologize for the shape I am.

I roamed the wilderness burning for a wild so pristine she had no name, only a soul deep gnawing that served as my compass. I wandered alone, filthy, starving, purging, and seeking nourishment for years.

Susan M. Conway: Tell the truth, say that you are scared.

To hell with what anyone else thinks. I have buried and raised the dead too many times to not be a god damned silver phoenix risen from the ashes.

Susan M. Conway: I will glorify the shit out of my body.

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.

Susan M. Conway: Love is a map.

Love is a map. Hands above her head, her body pressed hard against our bedroom wall. I trace her peaks and valleys with my tongue. I know her roads by heart. They all lead home. Susan M. Conway #100DayPrompt #TGP100DayChallenge #TheGingerPost