Bend
I feel too gentle and it’s driving crazy the part of me that thinks I better be busting ass. I stand in the sunshine on the warm spring day. Untoppled. My legs still soft. I might fall over, but at least I can bend. For once,...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jun 20, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
I feel too gentle and it’s driving crazy the part of me that thinks I better be busting ass. I stand in the sunshine on the warm spring day. Untoppled. My legs still soft. I might fall over, but at least I can bend. For once,...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jun 13, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
Via email, I read my beloved’s editorial comments on my last blog. Honey, I like this blog...
Read MorePosted by Sara Wright | Jun 6, 2019 | E-merge, Coming out Writing |
I sink in. Soft pillows cradle my butt and back. The sun slides easily under my straw gardening...
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