A Blog a Day in May

The Sun Is Waiting

I’m terribly sorry, but I can’t stay.

I have plans to sit on the grass

and breathe.

The sun is waiting.

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A Blog a Day in May

Beautiful

A face in the mirror; a gentle head tilt; a naked, swan neck.

Her fingers find the soft of her collar bone and drift upward: chin, cheek, forehead— every part of her, delicate. Like a bird, she thinks. The mirror shows her nothing new, and yet everything has changed.

Everything.

Because for the first time in her life, her beauty becomes her. This time, it hasn’t found her through the hungry eyes of a man, or through the careless words of a well-meaning shop assistant.

It’s found her from the softness of all that she is.

So this,

she thinks,

is what beautiful really feels like.

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Life

Only Human

I’m not really okay, today.

And yesterday—

I wasn’t really okay then, either.

Yesterday, there were tears.

Feelings.

And yesterday I couldn’t see the sky, anymore.

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Maybe it’s hormones.

Or the rain.

Or maybe it’s just my broken bits screeching

Reminding me

That I am only human.

Or something like it, anyway.

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So.

For a day. Or two. Or three

I’ll probably still be this.

A little bit lost.

A little bit bamboozled.

A little bit wondering…

‘When will this tenderness seep back into my bones?’

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Yesterday I searched for a place to hide.

A place to feel safe.

But today, I’m just here

Feeling the ache and letting it…be.

Because what else is there to do?

This is life, after all.

And life is exactly what I’ve come here to do.

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