Declaration

31. December 2019 JenG, Poetry, Therapy 1
I will not apologize or distress on the rounded edges, the soft and rolling belly, of my core. This body held life -twice- & death. This flesh heard your stories & carried them with you. I am the weight of my sadness & my healing, my anger & my release. I will birth more – ...

summer child

26. July 2017 Faith, JenG, Poetry 0
When I forget how to have faith; How to weave it in my every day When I let go of what I believe & choose only what I see When the weight I bear is greater than that small wire Remind me. Remind me of the seasons – How autumn lets go without fear or shame. ...