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becoming

I have never felt more whole than now, despite coming through a year in which my body has been cut into multiple times and parts have been removed. Advertisements

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Warrior Woman by Peter Gaumond

No blade can excise your fierce femininity, no illness withstand the cleansing of your tears. Wounds are swallowed in the embrace of your openness. Sing forth my priestess of transformation.

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Where I’m From by Christopher Gaumond

I am from glistening water falling though the sieve. tall snowmen from shining green hostas crab apple trees, birches, oaks, elms, and occasional ashes and pines I am from Buffalo wings potato soup with bacon, cheese and onions, ham and … Continue reading

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Post Bilateral Mastectomy Day 13.

Post Bilateral Mastectomy Day 13.

Three drains removed, one drain to go. One day at a time.

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When I am alone

The days blur, one into the next no beginning, middle or end. I wait for the moments between the comings and goings. There in the quiet of my day I can see my dreams. I smell the ocean and feel … Continue reading

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YOU ADJUST by Kathleen Campbell (my beautiful & talented writer-performer friend)

When you’re sick and need an operation you adjust your fears so that you can do what you need to. When your body is cut and something removed you adjust your body to be accepting of that space. It’s not … Continue reading

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after the rain

“Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” ~Rainer Maria Rilke

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