I had to shed and escape a deeply entrenched belief (and lie) that I was only worthy of love because of my value to others.
Yes, it turns out when Jesus tells us to “love your neighbor as yourself”, it only really works right IF YOU LOVE YOURSELF.
Honesty is hardly ever heard, and mostly what I need from you.
I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.
Nail me. I’ll nail it.
her presence extracts a fee.
Reality is a harsh mistress.
She seems straight-up at first
but then she throws a curve
and a sharp angle. Downward.