Q-tips

Q-tips feel good when I scratch inside my ear, try to find what’s living in there.   Is it guilt for being “the golden child,” my sister running away to the Hewitt playground because of the dark shadow behind me? Maybe it’s associations, trauma, changing the narrative as a practice, taking gentle effort, taking time?Continue reading “Q-tips”

Practice

What makes you think you have to win, that this is all a game?   I think that’s what they want you to think. I think it’s what they’ve fed you since you were four.   Such a precious word, Practice.   Life is not winning and losing and capitalism and greed and first and last andContinue reading “Practice”

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